Quotes Tagged "death-and-dying"

Pain, unless it is physical, was sold to you (by your culture).

Death is a bored clerk, with too many orders to fill. There is no reckoning. No profound moment. It creeps up on us from behind, and snatches us away while we shit.

I wonder if my first breath was as soul-stirring to my mother as her last breath was to me

This is how most stories end in the hospital. Not with crash carts and sirens and electric shocks to the chest, but with an empty room, a crisp white bed, silence.

Death’s life should have listened to the moonly whispers of breathing in the coldest nights

L'absence d'envie de vivre, hélas, ne suffit pas pour avoir envie de mourir.

The dark ending does not cancel out the brightness of the middle. Your day of greatest joy cannot be dimmed by any shame.

Cancer is never a lethal disease If your strength of mind wants it to freeze Death will arrive, but it loves to wait When living in hope is never too late

The erruption of feelings & emotions that follows a near-death exerience, or any event that causes us to stop & look deeply at the reality of our lives, is ripe with the potential for insight & clarity.

... [They] took it upon themselves to start the laborious process of cranking up life again, after death has stopped us all in its tracks.

Dying is like the ocean, sometimes the tide comes in gently with soft, delicate waves quietly working in the background. Other days, the waves violently crash into explosions, demanding to be noticed but regardless of how it chooses to do its job, the tide will always come in.

Memories are of the ethereal, and not the material world, that is how I know I am forever.

In life you can't move forward looking back

Aveau destul timp, și unul și altul, întreg timpul care îi va separa din momentul în care unul din ei ar muri.

We are everywhere and nowhere.

A young ticket should never be envied, they queue for the bus the same as us

Time is long, death is patient, and the ghosts will always outlive the grieving.

If Mr. Darwin were to be believed, then it was from the timeless dapple of the forest's canopy that men had first descended, and it was the forest's roots that drank men's bodies when they died, returned their vital salts back to the prehistoric treetops in gold elevator cages made of sap.

RED Here’s the red The red of love The fire that burns Within my soul The reddest red I’ve ever known The flame untouched Ignited coal Here’s the red The red of pain That stinging pain No one must know The deepest red I’ve ever felt The emptiness The mourning soul Here’s the red The red I knew That exalted fire That once ignited you The reddest red I ever knew… The deepest red I ever knew…

Easter Contemplations It does not concern me If this life is all I have. I do not need a resurrection Or reincarnation Or to live with the gods. It is enough to live With you here In the days of your presence. When my breathes Are complete, Lay me by your side In the dust. As in life, so in death. Let us become one With each other again.