Death Quotes

Live or die, but don't poison everything.

Live or die, but don't poison everything.
Anne Sexton

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who s...

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
Edgar Allan Poe

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our separate ways, I to die, and yo...

The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our separate ways, I to die, and you to live. Which of these two is better only God knows.
Socrates

You fuck - you ate my cat!

You fuck - you ate my cat!
Kendare Blake

Things die. But they don't always stay dead. Believe me, I know.

Things die. But they don't always stay dead. Believe me, I know.
Richelle Mead

He: What’s the matter with you? Me: Nothing. Nothing was slowly clotting my arte...

He: What’s the matter with you? Me: Nothing. Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are forever surprised, but there was nothing the matter with her.
Jeanette Winterson

The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flo...

The thought that I might kill myself formed in my mind coolly as a tree or a flower.
Sylvia Plath

Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.

Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
Horace Mann

When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnat...

When writers die they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation. [As attributed by Alastair Reid in Neruda and Borges, The New Yorker, June 24, 1996; as well as in The Talk of the Town, The New Yorker, July 7, 1986]
Jorge Luis Borges

Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when w...

Death, therefore, the most awful of evils, is nothing to us, seeing that, when we are, death is not come, and, when death is come, we are not.
Epicurus

I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I ne...

I've crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I've come to a place I never thought I'd have to come to. And I don't know how I got here. It's a strange place. It's a place where a little harmless dreaming and then some sleepy, early-morning talk has led me into considerations of death and annihilation.
Raymond Carver

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the ess...

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
Henry David Thoreau

Depression isn't a war you win. It's a battle you fight every day. You never sto...

Depression isn't a war you win. It's a battle you fight every day. You never stop, never get to rest. It's one bloody fray after another.
Shaun David Hutchinson

We may not get to choose how we die, but we can chose how we live. The universe...

We may not get to choose how we die, but we can chose how we live. The universe may forget us, but it doesn't matter. Because we are the ants, and we'll keep marching on.
Shaun David Hutchinson

I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.

I saw the world from the stars' point of view, and it looked unbearably lonely.
Shaun David Hutchinson

Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot to...

Those we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch.
Jack Thorne

La tristesse durera toujours. [The sadness will last forever.]

La tristesse durera toujours. [The sadness will last forever.]
Vincent Van Gogh

Death, taxes and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them.

Death, taxes and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them.
Margaret Mitchell

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of...

If they tell you that she died of sleeping pills you must know that she died of a wasting grief, of a slow bleeding at the soul.
Clifford Odets

in this land some of us fuck more than we die but most of us die better than we...

in this land some of us fuck more than we die but most of us die better than we fuck
Charles Bukowski