Death

"And I still onward haste to my last night; Time's fatal wings do ever forward fly; So every day we live, a day we die."

"Oh man, at that end not much has been left of your excellence, nothing of all that you have been boasting about through life - only sex, fear, self-admiration and a few other things you are usually ashamed of."

"His religion, at best, is an anxious wish; like that of Rabelais, "a great Perhaps.""

"I believe this thought, of the possibility of death — if calmly realised, and steadily faced would be one of the best possible tests as to our going to any scene of amusement being right or wrong. If the thought of sudden death acquires, for you, a special horror when imagined as happening in a theatre, then be very sure the theatre is harmful for you, however harmless it may be for others; and that you are incurring a deadly peril in going. Be sure the safest rule is that we should not dare to live in any scene in which we dare not die. But, once realise what the true object is in life — that it is not pleasure, not knowledge, not even fame itself, 'that last infirmity of noble minds' — but that it is the development of character, the rising to a higher, nobler, purer standard, the building-up of the perfect Man — and then, so long as we feel that this is going on, and will (we trust) go on for evermore, death has for us no terror; it is not a shadow, but a light; not an end, but a beginning!"

"¿Qué se hace a la hora de morir? ¿Se vuelve/la cara a la pared?/¿Se agarra por los hombros al que está cerca y oye?/¿Se echa uno a correr, como el que tiene/las ropas incendiadas, para alcanzar el fin?"

"Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illuc unde negant redire quemquam."

": Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns."

"Soles occidere et redire possunt; Nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux, Nox est perpetua una dormienda."

": Suns may set and rise; we, when our short day has closed, must sleep on during one neverending night."

"When death hath poured oblivion through my veins, And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie In that vast house, common to serfs and thanes,— I shall not die, I shall not utterly die, For beauty born of beauty—that remains."

"The principal point of their doctrine is that the soul does not die and that after death it passes from one body into another."

"With regard to their actual course of studies, the main object of all education is, in their opinion, to imbue their scholars with a firm belief in the indestructibility of the human soul, which, according to their belief, merely passes at death from one tenement to another; for by such doctrine alone, they say, which robs death of all its terrors, can the highest form of human courage be developed."

"For all that let me tell thee, brother Panza," said Don Quixote, "that there is no recollection which time does not put an end to, and no pain which death does not remove." "And what greater misfortune can there be," replied Panza, "than the one that waits for time to put an end to it and death to remove it?"

"It singeth low in every heart, We hear it each and all,— A song of those who answer not, However we may call; They throng (he silence of the breast, We see them as of yore,— The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet, Who walk with us no more."

"This character wherewith we sink into the grave at death is the very character wherewith we shall reappear at the resurrection."

"When I hear it contended that the least sensitive are, on the whole, the most happy, I recall the Indian proverb: “It’s better to sit than to stand, it is better lie down than to sit, but death is best of all.”"

"Back in 1980, less than 5 percent of Americans were cremated when they died. That figure now stands at about 50 percent... Rosehill charges just $180 to cremate a body, although the urn, flowers, and service are extra. A grave, by contrast, can cost $2,500, plus an additional $1,500 to open the ground with a backhoe."

"Neither modern science nor ancient religion believes in complete free thought. Theology rebukes certain thoughts by calling them blasphemous. Science rebukes certain thoughts by calling them morbid. For example, some religious societies discouraged men more or less from thinking about sex. The new scientific society definitely discourages men from thinking about death; it is a fact, but it is considered a morbid fact."

"Death is not the end. Death can never be the end. Death is the road. Life is the traveller. The soul is the guide."

"At length, fatigued with life, he bravely fell, And health with Boerhaave bade the world farewell."

"I’m not a morbid person, but I thought about death—or more precisely, how strangely tilted our view of life is. We know the universe went on before for billions of years and it will go on for billions more. There’s just this brief stretch when the window is opened before our eyes, and the world is visible. Then the window is shut, forever."

"Ex vita discedo, tanquam ex hospitio, non tanquam ex domo."

": I depart from life as from an inn, and not as from my home."

"Emori nolo: sed me esse mortuum nihil æstimo."

": Translation: I do not wish to die: but I care not if I were dead."

"Vetat dominans ille in nobis deus, injussu hinc nos suo demigrare."

": The divinity who rules within us, forbids us to leave this world without his command."

"Undique enim ad inferos tantundem viæ est."

": There are countless roads on all sides to the grave."

"Supremus ille dies non nostri extinctionem sed commutationem affert loci."

": That last day does not bring extinction to us, but change of place."

"Some men make a womanish complaint that it is a great misfortune to die before our time. I would ask what time? Is it that of Nature? But she, indeed, has lent us life, as we do a sum of money, only no certain day is fixed for payment. What reason then to complain if she demands it at pleasure, since it was on this condition that you received it."

"Death, to a good man is but passing through a dark entry, out of one little dusky room of his Father's house into another that is fair and large, lightsome and glorious, and divinely entertaining."

"Omnia mors æquat."

": Death levels all things."

"Our souls are prisoners of the terror of death, and the day is beautiful."

"Bloody pumps, face flat on the concrete. Here comes the white sheet. Mister Coroner, caught with some yellow tape, but the murderers escaped."

"How well he fell asleep! Like some proud river, widening toward the sea; Calmly and grandly, silently and deep, Life joined eternity."

"Mors dominos servis et sceptra ligonibus æquat, Dissimiles simili conditione trahens."

"Death is like thunder in two particulars; we are alarmed at the sound of it; and it is formidable only from that which preceded it."

"Death comes with a crawl or he comes with a pounce, And whether he's slow, or spry, It isn't the fact that you're dead that counts, But only, how did you die?"

"Dead’s not good, but at least it’s simple."

"Qui ne craint point la mort ne craint point les menaces."

": He who does not fear death cares naught for threats."

"Ut non ex vita, sed ex domo in domum videretur migrare."

": So that he seemed to depart not from life, but from one home to another."

"And all you men, whom greatness does so please,"

"All flesh is grass, and all its glory fades Like the fair flower dishevell'd in the wind; Riches have wings, and grandeur is a dream; The man we celebrate must find a tomb, And we that worship him, ignoble graves."

"All has its date below; the fatal hour Was register'd in Heav'n ere time began. We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works Die too."

"Two hands upon the breast, And labor's done; Two pale feet cross'd in rest, The race is won."