I found myself thinking about President William McKinley, the third American president to be assassinated. He lived for several days after he was shot, and towards the end, his wife started crying and screaming, I want to go too! I want to go too! And with his last measure of strength, McKinley turned to her and spoke his last words: We are all going.
Death is Peaceful, Life is Harder
Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.
A girl calls and asks, Does it hurt very much to die? Well, sweetheart, I tell her, yes, but it hurts a lot more to keep living.
Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.
It is nothing to die. It is frightful not to live.
there is a place in the heart that will never be filled a space and even during the best moments and the greatest times times we will know it we will know it more than ever there is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space.
If death meant just leaving the stage long enough to change costume and come back as a new character...Would you slow down? Or speed up?
A small but noteworthy note. I've seen so many young men over the years who think they're running at other young men. They are not. They are running at me.
The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.
You only live twice: Once when you are born And once when you look death in the face
I could die for you. But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you.
If you have a sister and she dies, do you stop saying you have one? Or are you always a sister, even when the other half of the equation is gone?
DON'T THINK OF IT AS DYING, said Death. JUST THINK OF IT AS LEAVING EARLY TO AVOID THE RUSH.
I meant, said Ipslore bitterly, what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile? Death thought about it. CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
Don't feel bad, I'm usually about to die.
Even death has a heart.
That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
I go to seek a Great Perhaps.