I am not afraid of death, I just don’t want to be there when it happens.
If physical death is the price that I must pay to free my white brothers and sisters from a permanent death of the spirit, then nothing can be more redemptive.
I don’t want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.
I’ve looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.
All our knowledge merely helps us to die a more painful death than animals that know nothing.
Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it.
I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.
Regard your soldiers as your children, and they will follow you into the deepest valleys; look on them as your own beloved sons, and they will stand by you even unto death.
Communism is the death of the soul. It is the organization of total conformity – in short, of tyranny – and it is committed to making tyranny universal.
Who am I? Not the body, because it is decaying; not the mind, because the brain will decay with the body; not the personality, nor the emotions, for these also will vanish with death.
Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.
To run away from trouble is a form of cowardice and, while it is true that the suicide braves death, he does it not for some noble object but to escape some ill.
I believe that people would be alive today if there were a death penalty.
A revolution is a struggle to the death between the future and the past.
Intellectual growth should commence at birth and cease only at death.
I don’t have no fear of death. My only fear is coming back reincarnated.
Death is not extinguishing the light; it is only putting out the lamp because the dawn has come.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
We ourselves can die with comfort and even with joy if we know that death is but a passport to blessedness, that this intellect, freed from all material chains, shall rise and shine.
I detest life-insurance agents: they always argue that I shall some day die, which is not so.
To himself everyone is immortal; he may know that he is going to die, but he can never know that he is dead.
Yes, people pull the trigger – but guns are the instrument of death. Gun control is necessary, and delay means more death and horror.
If you die you’re completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on. I’m not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I’ve got.
There is no lonelier man in death, except the suicide, than that man who has lived many years with a good wife and then outlived her. If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.
I do not agree with what you have to say, but I’ll defend to the death your right to say it.
I had reasoned this out in my mind, there was one of two things I had a right to, liberty or death; if I could not have one, I would have the other.
God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. Yet his shadow still looms. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives; who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves?
In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.
He who is completely sanctified, or cleansed from all sin, and dies in this state, is fit for glory.
Are there moments when I see unrequited crushes or ex-boyfriends slow dancing with their dates and kind of want to stab myself in the spleen with a salad fork? Yeah, sure.
Even at our birth, death does but stand aside a little. And every day he looks towards us and muses somewhat to himself whether that day or the next he will draw nigh.
I didn’t attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it.
Is life so dear or peace so sweet as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!
Death comes to all, but great achievements build a monument which shall endure until the sun grows cold.
There is but One God. His name is Truth; He is the Creator. He fears none; he is without hate. He never dies; He is beyond the cycle of births and death. He is self-illuminated. He is realized by the kindness of the True Guru. He was True in the beginning; He was True when the ages commenced and has ever been True. He is also True now.
Wild animals never kill for sport. Man is the only one to whom the torture and death of his fellow creatures is amusing in itself.
There will one day spring from the brain of science a machine or force so fearful in its potentialities, so absolutely terrifying, that even man, the fighter, who will dare torture and death in order to inflict torture and death, will be appalled, and so abandon war forever.
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
Justifying conscription to promote the cause of liberty is one of the most bizarre notions ever conceived by man! Forced servitude, with the risk of death and serious injury as a price to live free, makes no sense.
It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape.
This country is being managed to death, being public related to death.
Absence and death are the same – only that in death there is no suffering.