You can't convince a believer of anything; for their belief is not based on evidence, it's based on a deep seated need to believe

You can be as mad as a mad dog at the way things went, you can curse the fates, but when it comes to the end, you have to let go.

One night is awaiting us all, and the way of death must be trodden once. [Lat., Omnes una manet nox, Et calcanda semel via leti.]

You just can't complain about being alive. It's self-indulgent to be unhappy. When asked how she has coped since husband's death.

It seems as though, at the approach of a certain dark hour, the light of heaven infills those who are leaving the light of earth.

No matter how prepared you think you are for the death of a loved one, it still comes as a shock, and it still hurts very deeply.

Death is very likely the single best invention of life. It is life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

The cemetery of the victims of human cruelty in our century is extended to include yet another vast cemetery, that of the unborn.

Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

Desire is the starting point of all achievement, not a hope, not a wish, but a keen pulsating desire which transcends everything.

I don't have any dreams or aspirations or goals I want to meet music-wise, so there's nothing to keep me from being level-headed.

From the period when I wrote La Nausea I wanted to create a morality. My evolution consists in my no longer dreaming of doing so.

I came alone in this world, I have walked alone in the valley of the shadow of death, and I shall quit alone when the time comes.

Death is not natural for a state as it is for a human being, for whom death is not only necessary, but frequently even desirable.

You dream to eat whatever you can and get away with it and then when you're told you have to eat, it loses its fun straight away.

When I think of ages past That have floated down the stream Of life and love and death, I feel how free it makes us To pass away.

Death is always sad, I suppose, to us who look forward to it: I expect it will seem very different when we can look back upon it.

One is still what one is going to cease to be and already what one is going to become. One lives one's death, one dies one's life.

I have been alone since my husband died. I stay in my home. I don't date. It's hard to date when you're at home. Nobody knows you.

If man were immortal he could be perfectly sure of seeing the day when everything in which he had trusted should betray his trust.

The only way to keep a dream, any dream at all, to keep a dream perfect and rosy and intact and unsullied is never to live it out.

The author's mentor advises the NAKED method of breaking the ice at the first meeting: Name, Address, Kin, Experience, and Dreams.

A complainer is like a Death Eater because there's a suction of negative energy. You can catch a great attitude from great people.

We don't eat anything that has to be killed for us. We've been through a lot and we've reached a stage where we really value life.

Death doesn't affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn't concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.

Destroying is a necessary function in life. Everything has its season, and all things eventually lose their effectiveness and die.

And thou art terrible--the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier; And all we know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine.

I had been sort of a rising star - an athlete, a scholar, a leader. My dream was to become a high-level national security adviser.

It is only with united effort and faith in our destiny that we shall be able to translate the Pakistan of our dreams into reality.

That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.

Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.

even though the dead are beyond our touch, they remain fully dimensional, fully capable of affecting our decisions and quandaries.

A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.

We do not want to destroy any people. It is precisely because we have been advocating coexistence that we have shed so much blood.

Somehow I can't believe that there are any heights that can't be scaled by a man who knows the secrets of making dreams come true.

Death is just a part of life, you know? It's what makes all of life more vibrant. It's coming whether we want to accept it or not.

We all owe life a death, an inevitable death which we can meet. But the unnecessary death that wastes life denies all consolation.

The life of this transitory world is the expectation of death: to renounce life is to escape from the expectation of annihilation.

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.

one day anyone died i guess (and noone stooped to kiss his face) busy folk buried them side by side little by little and was by was

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. And if I should die before I awake, I pray the popular attend my wake.

My theory has always been, that if we are to dream, the flatteries of hope are as cheap, and pleasanter, than the gloom of despair.

I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.

We don't really remember where we came from, and we're not too sure about where we go to, if we are, after this thing we call life.

And we who delve in beauty's lore Know all that we have known before Of what inexorable cause Makes Time so vicious in his reaping.

Tis the only discipline we are born for; all studies else are but as circular lines, and death the center where they all must meet.

He died a long painful death. However, you'll be happy to hear that just a few years later he was reincarnated as Shirley MacLaine.

The symbolic language of the crucifixion is the death of the old paradigm; resurrection is a leap into a whole new way of thinking.

There is no life and there is no death. Life and death are moving shadows cast upon the ground by clouds that sweep across the sky.

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