death

"Ten years, she's dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon."

"Cada suspiro es como un sorbo de vida del que uno se deshace."

"The man who kills a man kills a man.The man who kills himself kills all men.As far as he is concerned, he wipes out the world."

"You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you."

"Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace."

"Maybe you should say goodbye, Cal.''No.''It might be important.''It might make her die."

"But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years."

"There is life, and there is death, and in between there is me. Please don’t wake me up."

"I breathe onto a mirror just to make sure I’m still alive, and to see how good looking my breath is."

"When the time comes to die, make sure that all you have to do is die!"

"Life is both sad and solemn. We are led into a wonderful world, we meet one another here, greet each other - and wander together for a brief moment. Then we lose each other and disappear as suddenly and unreasonably as we arrived."

"When we die, we will turn into songs, and we will hear each other and remember each other."

"Does Ziploc make body bags? I’ll bet the corpses would stay fresher for longer if they did."

"When she expressed a doubtful hope that Tinker Bell would be glad to see her, he said, ‘Who is Tinker Bell?’ ‘O Peter,’ she said, shocked; but even when she explained he could not remember. ‘There are such a lot of them,’ he said. ‘I expect she is no more.’ I expect he was right, for fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them."

"The dead know everything but they don't give a damn."

"There is no escape—we pay for the violence of our ancestors."

"No one here gets out alive."

"I thought of the people before me who had looked down at the river and gone to sleep beneath it. I wondered about them. I wondered how they had done it--it, the physical act.I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine."

"My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to seeIf Immortality unveil A third event to me,So huge, so hopeless to conceive, As these that twice befell.Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell."

"Summertime is always the best of what might be."