Death is the one experience that we cannot put in perspective
Death has been proven to be 99 per cent fatal in laboratory rats.
A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a joke or worried to death by a frown on the right person's brow.
When you have solved all mysteries of life you long for death, for it is but another mystery of life.
In death the many become one; in life the one become many.
As a well spent day brings happy sleep, so life well used brings happy death.
I may disagree with what you have to say, but I shall defend, to the death, your right to say it.
Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
I was court-martialled in my absence, and sentenced to death in my absence, so I said they could shoot me in my absence.
We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love.
Why should I fear death? If I am, death is not. If death is, I am not. Why should I fear that which cannot exist when I do?
No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
Death is a friend of ours; and he that is not ready to entertain him is not at home.
The death of democracy is not likely to be an assassination from ambush. It will be a slow extinction from apathy, indifference, and undernourishment.
Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, ease after war, death after life does greatly please.
It (death) comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
No man is an Island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the Continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; It tolls for thee.
Absence from whom we love is worse than death.
Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change.
Is not absence death to those who love?
A DEEP-SWORN VOW Others because you did not keep That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine; Yet always when I look death in the face, When I clamber to the heights of sleep, Or when I grow excited with wine, Suddenly I meet your face.
The Cincinnati policeman was using his nightstick like a posthole digger. (in reference to the death by ruptured kidney and other factors after the clubbing of Nathaniel Jones by 2 Cincinnati policemen).
A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still. The smitten rock that gushes, The trampled steel that springs,, A cheek is always redder Just where the hectic stings Mirth is mail of anguish, In which its cautious arm Lest anybody spy the blood And, you're hurt exclaim.