And at the instant he knew, he ceased to know.
Jack LondonMots clés suicide death-and-dying realization
[In my dream] they slide their lips over my skin, whispering whispering whispering. They tell me their names, they tell me their lives, they tell me their pain...I can't struggle, I can't stop laughing, I can't resist these people who once were.
Carrie RyanMots clés death-and-dying
Ich schwieg und dachte daran, was für ein Aschenputteldasein sieh geführt hatte, bis Mr. Wopsles Großtante endlich die schlechte Gewohnheit aufgab zu leben, die manche Menschen besser ablegen sollten.
Charles DickensMots clés death-and-dying german
Hamlet misspoke, Strawl decided. It is consciousness that makes cowards of us all, not conscience. Right and wrong are venomless when compared to the simple awareness of being alive. The knowledge that existence can equal something past the sum of our circulation and digestion, that those corporeal purposes serve a galaxy of space between a man's ears, whose suns and planets obey his own peculiar science, but one in which he alone recognizes the order, and only in glimpses, epiphanies that melt before he can speak or even think them--and the knowledge even this distant self is not his possession but belongs to others weighing and judging the dim and distant light he emits.
Bruce HolbertMots clés death-and-dying
None of us are getting out of here alive".
R. Alan WoodsMots clés mortality death-and-dying
O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie
O Karma, Dharma, pudding and pie,
gimme a break before I die:
grant me wisdom, will,
Mots clés atheism death-and-dying
GERTRUDE
Gertrude Appleman, 1901-1976
God is all-knowing, all-present, and almighty.
--A Catechism of Christian Doctrine
I wish that all the people
who peddle God
could watch my mother die:
could see the skin and
gristle weighing only
seventy-nine, every stubborn
pound of flesh a small
death.
I wish the people who peddle God
could see her young,
lovely in gardens and
beautiful in kitchens, and could watch
the hand of God slowly
twisting her knees and fingers
till they gnarled and knotted, settling in
for thirty years of pain.
I wish the people who peddle God
could see the lightning
of His cancer stabbing
her, that small frame
tensing at every shock,
her sweet contralto scratchy with
the Lord’s infection: Philip,
I want to die.
I wish I had them gathered round,
those preachers, popes, rabbis,
imams, priests – every
pious shill on God’s payroll – and I
would pull the sheets from my mother’s brittle body,
and they would fall on their knees at her bedside
to be forgiven all their
faith.
Mots clés death atheism death-and-dying
...Death," she said, as her hand dropped away, " is how you know you were alive in the first place.
Vicki PetterssonMots clés death-and-dying
We cry for ourselves, don't we? Not for the dead. The dead are past caring.
Clive BarkerMots clés death-and-dying
I remembered screaming then, screaming until my voice stopped.
Ivy DevlinMots clés death death-and-dying screaming heartbroken screams scream
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