He wore the memory of her embrace like armor, and though he knew it would not save his life, it would be all that was left to him to ease his passage into whatever lay beyond.
Andrew LevkoffMots clés love memory dying life-and-death love-and-loss love-and-dying love-and-memory love-and-remembrance
Careful with your life.
satreeMots clés life-and-death
My chest tightens to the point I fear my heart will suffocate from the pressure of it. Society's standards are the total opposite from how I was raised. The boy who I thought to be so strikingly handsome has less than a year of his life to live, my new friend only a few more months beyond that. Yet they are living these uneventful lives in which they don't think there is a reason for anything. Will I ever see my mother again, or is this how I will be forced to live the rest of my life, as well?
Jen NaumannMots clés dystopia life-and-death dystopian dystopian-fiction
Would words shatter the immensity of life and death so close to one another?
Susan AbulhawaMots clés life death life-and-death
Life is beautifully tragic. Giving it up isn't the hard part; it's the living part that everyone struggles with.
Allison BlanchardMots clés inspirational love life-and-death forget-me-not
I closed my eyes. I used to think I was protecting the world, too. But it wasn't that simple. Nothing was. Who were we to decide that anyone or anything didn't deserve the spark of life they had been given?
Kiersten WhiteMots clés life life-and-death
I thought at first that she was just dead. Just darkness...I thought about the slow process of becoming bone and then fossil and then coal that will, in millions of years, be mined by humans of the future, and how they would heat their homes with her and then she would be smoke billowing out of a smokestack, coating the atmosphere. I still that think that, sometimes, maybe "the afterlife" is just something we made up to ease the pain of loss, to make our time in the labyrinth bearable. But ultimately I do not believe that she was only matter...I believe now that we are greater than the sum of our parts. If you take her genetic code and you add her life experiences and the relationships she had with people, and then you take the size and shape of her body, you do not get her. There is something else there entirely. There is a part of her greater than the sum of her knowable parts. And that part has to go somewhere, because it cannot be destroyed...energy is never created and never destroyed. We cannot be born and cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations... Thomas Edison's last words were: It's very beautiful over there." I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.
John GreenMots clés life-and-death
Certainly there is life and there is death, but even in death, if we look closely enough, we will find grace.
Jeffrey R. AndersonMots clés life nature death grace life-and-death
Just when the question of how to live had become clearer to him, a new insoluble problem presented itself - Death.
Leo TolstoyMots clés life-and-death
If the inevitably of human oblivion worries you, I encourage you to ignore it. God knows that's what everyone else does.
John GreenMots clés life-and-death
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