#death

"I love you Anna Covey,' he said, his voice barely audible. And slowly, clumsily, he leant forward, and his lips found hers, and Anna felt him kiss her awkwardly, she knew that she wasn't a Surplus any more. And nor was Peter."

"I’ve always felt that the best place to hide a body is in the trunk of a cop car, with a note affixed to the body that reads, “I’m sorry."

"BMW: The ultimate driving machine... ...just like our gas chambers were the ultimate killing machines."

"We're so terrified of death in Western culture that we have to make up a myth of an afterlife. I think there's something to be said for living your life very mindful of the fact that you're going to die because I think you carry yourself differently. It doesn't have to be this big, negative bummer."

"They say that war is death's best friend, but I must offer you a different point of view on that one. To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your shoulder repeating one thin, incessantly: 'Get it done, get it done.' So you work harder. You get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more."

"We are all dust passing through the air, the difference is, some are flying high in the sky, while others are flying low. But eventually, we all settle on the same ground."

"Why does death have to stop #love? It doesn’t stop people from voting in Chicago."

"Life is about moving, it’s about change. And when things stop doing that they’re dead."

"I paid, got up, walkedto the door, openedit.I heard the mansay, "that guy'snuts."out on the street Iwalked northfeelingcuriouslyhonored."

"Death is unstoppable. One must face it as a fact of life"

"Science ask facts and religion ask faith, humans are confused between life and death."

"The Wonder of Wandering [10w] When you wander without destination,the world becomes your teacher."

"Going through an illness and then death of a close friend has changed my attitudes to friendship enormously."

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

"Each time we don't say what we wanna say, we're dying."

"Poetry as Conspiracy [10w] A poem is unspoken conspiracy between the reader and poet."

"Yes, Bastille. I keep trying to get killed because it's inconvenient for you."

"girlsplease give yourbodies and yourlivestothe young menwhodeserve thembesidesthere isno wayI would welcometheintolerabledullsenseless hellyou would bringmeandI wish youluckin bedandoutbut notinminethankyou."

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

"But a kingdom that has once been destroyed can never come again into being; nor can the dead ever be brought back to life."