The dead aren't scary. They are just sad.
Rick RiordanThe dead weren’t scary. It was the living you had to watch out for.
Eileen WilksHow came she by her death? How came she there? Was she slain by accident, or had she met with violence? were the questions that pressed upon our thoughts. But we said little then and after a time left her where we found her. It mattered not to her that the bed was hard or the air cold.
("A Night In An Old Castle")
Mots clés murder death dead corpse
Thank you, Dr. Phil, for that fine psychological assessment," I snapped and motioned my chin to Disco. "Why don't you and Oprah here go take a long walk off a short plank and do the world a favor?
J.A. SaareMots clés dead undead-or-somewhere-in-between
Dead or alive, true leaders can inspire an entire army.
Peter MohrbacherMots clés dead spirit leader alive
Better a live dog than a dead lion.
Paul HoffmanMots clés life god death fight live dead lion dog tomas left hand idrispukke
Until two days ago what had driven him was the will to survive: deep, animal, full of rage—but always part of him had not cared at all whether he lived or died. Now he did care, and very deeply, and so for the first time in a long time he was afraid. To love life is, of course, a wonderful thing, but not on this day of all days.
Paul HoffmanMots clés life day love rage god death live wonderful dead die tomas paul care survive scared hand cale affraid hoffman arbell
... If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or if the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.
Paul HoffmanMots clés life love soul kiss breath dead touch happy spirit unseen always tomas paul cold temple forever air soft gloom breeze warm near cale hoffman arbell around
Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living
Emily BrontëMots clés dead precious relic valued
Streets teemed with hell's wretched souls. New dead with their gadgets and old dead from antiquity. Demons roamed the avenues and alleyways, tormenting hapless damned at random with branding irons, flaming pitchforks, and razor-wire whips. -From the story Remember, Remember, Hell in November, in the anthology, Lawyers in Hell.
Larry Atchley Jr.Mots clés hell dead demons damnation damned lawyers-in-hell
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