death

"I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you."

"My father told me once that the most important thing every man should know is what he would die for."

"The worst part of writing fiction is the fear of wasting your life behind a keyboard. The idea that, dying, you'll realize you only lived on paper. Your only adventures were make-believe, and while the world fought and kissed, you sat in some dark room masturbating and making money."

"You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been."

"Who but the mad would choose to keep on living? In the end, aren't we all just a little crazy?"

"When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing."

"Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths."

"He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave."

"Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!"

"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?"

"If it means my death, I don't care, because even death will be a sort of freedom."

"when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow."

"Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome."

"Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill."

"And there stood Basta with his foot already on another dead body, smiling. Why not? He had hit his target, and it was the target he had been aiming for all along: Dustfinger’s heart, his stupid heart. It broke in two as he held Farid in his arms, it simply broke in two, although he had taken such good care of it all these years."

"In the end, it wasn't death that surprised her but the stubbornness of life."

"Everybody has an angel hiding inside. When you die, your angel comes out. You can die, but not your angel. Your angel never dies."

"One wants to tell a story, like Scheherezade, in order not to die. It's one of the oldest urges in mankind. It's a way of stalling death."

"The life you have left is a gift. Cherish it. Enjoy it now, to the fullest. Do what matters, now."

"You'll forget it when you're dead, and so will I. When I'm dead, I'm going to forget everything–and I advise you to do the same."