#Death (Quotes)
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echoesoftheinfinite · 2 months ago
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And after so many years, I still ponder: it's not death that frightens me, but the fear of not having lived.
— from me to my inner self.
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depressedlover2000 · 2 years ago
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thatbookmate · 1 year ago
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Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives-or to find strength in a very long one.
V. E. SCHWAB
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edwardian-girl-next-door · 4 months ago
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"How fortunate we were who still had hope, I did not then realise; I could not know how soon the time would come when we should have no more hope, and yet be unable to die."
~ Vera Brittain, Testament of Youth (1933)
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fairy-peculiar · 1 year ago
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Energy. Life. Death. All of it. We rise and we fall and then we rise once more. We’re all on different paths, but death doesn’t discriminate. It comes for everyone. It’s what you do with it that sets you apart.
Under the Whispering Door / TJ Klune
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incognito-melancholia · 5 months ago
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"I hope death is like being carried to your bedroom when you were a child & fell asleep on the couch during a family party. I hope you can hear the laughter from the next room."
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disguisedfeelings · 2 months ago
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mass-monumentalist · 4 months ago
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Bridge Road Cemetery Eastham, MA
"Death is a debt to nature due: as I have paid it so must you."
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journalofabird · 7 months ago
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"They fear the Sunless Lands, yet they enter your realm every night without fear."
- Death to Dream (episode 6)
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echoesoftheinfinite · 1 month ago
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I hope death feels like an evening, when the sunset paints the sky in warm colors, the breeze gently caresses your face, and the silence brings a comforting peace.
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depressedlover2000 · 2 years ago
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thatbookmate · 7 months ago
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If you cannot be the poet, be the poem.
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onmyscreens-blog · 7 months ago
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Sometimes we feel like people love us more dead than alive. Humm that is life.
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danveration · 16 days ago
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“They don’t understand, do they?” I ask Death as I lay on the ground, becoming one with the ground below me. “They don’t understand you.”
“They don’t want to.” Death answered. “They never will. They will look down upon me, ignore my existence and look the opposite way until they are forced to face me.”
“Why be so foolish? If they only took a moment to look at you, they would see your beauty. They would see that they have nothing to fear.” I say, with a smile.
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incognito-melancholia · 5 months ago
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Death cannot harm me more than you have harmed me, my beloved life!
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edwardian-girl-next-door · 3 months ago
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"It is thus, if there is any rule, that we ought to die -- neither as victim nor as fanatic, but as the seafarer who can greet with an equal eye the deep that he is entering, and the shore that he must leave."
~ E. M. Forster, Howard's End (1910)
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