I will not go back. No bad thing for me to die. I will make it happen so that it happens only once.
Shahrukh HusainMots clés death death-and-dying death-note
Let it all go, one foot in the grave and one bag packed. We shall go to our end in the warm glow of the past, burning up the memories, all the clutter given back.
Peter R. PounceyMots clés mortality death-and-dying
I'm fine with death. I've dealt out more than my share. It's the act of dyin' that bothers me.
Mike KalmbachMots clés death-and-dying
Life is flinching in the midst of breathing, gasping at the thought of dying. It’s climbing ropeless up sheer rock faces, groping for the next finger-hole of hope. Steady on! Only a thousand feet to go and after that a jungle, a minefield, a rapids. (Can I stop smiling now?)
Once, not long ago, I was flung off the cliff of the moment, thrust into an illicit relationship with destiny, an affair not of my making. Was I making love or being raped? The lines were fuzzy.
Mots clés life writing suffering death-and-dying hardness sufferings
This world rubs me raw, scours me smooth like an SOS pad put to a grease-caked skillet. And pain: it stabs and scrapes and pulls me back to earth, my final B
Chila WoychikMots clés pain writing death death-and-dying grave rats
I die with the dying light, yet shine brighter as the darkness approaches. Soon I’ll be whittled to bone and stripped clean through, nothing left but a skeleton on which to hang a hat. But have no fear, I look good in hats.
Chila WoychikMots clés writing death death-and-dying grave rats
But why was the room suddenly becoming so dark? It was the middle of the afternoon. With a supreme effort Giuseppe Corte, who felt himself paralyzed with a strange lethargy, looked at the clock on the nightstand beside the bed. It was 3:30. He turned his head in the other direction and saw that the shutters, in obedience to some mysterious command, were closing slowly, blocking the passage of light.
Dino BuzzatiMots clés death-and-dying
Differences disappear when faced with death.
Shannon A. ThompsonMots clés war death death-and-dying military differences facing-death different-perspective war-story
You never would get through to the end of being a father, no matter where you stored your mind or how many steps in the series you followed. Not even if you died. Alive or dead a thousand miles distant, you were always going to be on the hook for work that was neither a procedure nor a series of steps but, rather, something that demanded your full, constant attention without necessarily calling you to do, perform, or say anything at all.
Michael ChabonMots clés death death-and-dying fathers father fatherhood
Mama wasn't dead...exactly. They all said she was, but when Elma was small, she seen Mama creep into her room at night, half-naked, head all bloodied red like when they found her by the well that day, and Elma reckoned dead just meant pretendin' you couldn't move or breathe until nightfall when you got up and walked around like you was free.
Shannon CelebiMots clés freedom death free dead death-and-dying ghosts pretending dead-people death-of-a-loved-one dead-and-gone mama pretending-death
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