death

"There is love in holding and there is love in letting go."

"Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved."

"The connections we make in the course of a life--maybe that's what heaven is."

"Having reached 451 books as of now doesn't help the situation. If I were to be dying now, I would be murmuring, "Too bad! Only four hundred fifty-one."(Those would be my next-to-last words. The last ones will be: "I love you, Janet.") [They were. -Janet.]"

"One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside."

"If you are a Buddhist, inspire yourself by thinking of the bodhisattva. If you are a Christian, think of the Christ, who came not to be served by others but to serve them in joy, in peace, and in generosity. For these things, these are not mere words, but acts, which go all the way, right up to their last breath. Even their death is a gift, and resurrection is born from this kind of death. (157)"

"Silence is so freaking loud"

"Death walks faster than the wind and never returns what he has taken."

"I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life."

"Wait,"said Butler. "Just wait, Holly. Artemis has a plan."He squinted through the green dome. "What is your plan, Artemis?"All Artemis could do was smile and shrug."

"Would it hurt to die? All those times he had thought it was about to happen and escaped, he had never really thought of the thing itself: his will to live had always been so much stronger than his fear of death."

"We are all the fools of time and terror: DaysSteal on us and steal from us; yet we live,Loathing our life, and dreading still to die."

"Everyone must leave something behind when he dies . . . Something your hand touched some way so your soul has somewhere to go when you die . . . It doesn't matter what you do, so long as you change something from the way it was before you touched it into something that's like you after you take your hands away."

"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."

"We'll be friends forever, won't we, Pooh?"asked Piglet."Even longer,"Pooh answered."

"All that is not God is death."

"If no one knows when a person is going to die, how can we say he died prematurely?"

"I love the name of honor more than I fear death."

"The death of a beloved is an amputation."

"What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death."