The Earth is an animal that shakes off its fleas when they dig too deep, bite too hard.
Dave EggersIn becoming forcibly and essentially aware of my mortality, and of what I wished and wanted for my life, however short it might be, priorities and omissions became strongly etched in a merciless light and what I most regretted were my silences. Of what had I ever been afraid? To question or to speak as I believed could have meant pain, or death. But we all hurt in so many different ways, all the time, and pain will either change, or end. Death, on the other hand, is the final silence. And that might be coming quickly, now, without regard for whether I had ever spoken what needed to be said, or had only betrayed myself into small silences, while I planned someday to speak, or waited for someone else's words. And I began to recognize a source of power within myself that comes from the knowledge that while it is most desirable not to be afraid, learning to put fear into a perspective gave me great strength.
I was going to die, if not sooner then later, whether or not I had ever spoken myself. My silences had not protected me. Your silence will not protect you.
Mots clés fear inspirational pain power silence death bravery mortality speaking-up
It was a part of myself that was my enemy; I still had a childish illusion that the flesh on my own bones was somehow unique and precious to the universe, in some obscure corner of my mind I wanted the others to love me and make exceptions for me simply because I felt heat and cold, pain and loneliness as they did. Now this was gone once and for all, and I understood there were no exceptions and on one was invulnerable, we all had to share the same conditions and in the end this was simply mortality, the mortality of things as well as ourselves. After that I didn't expect anybody to love me...
MacDonald HarrisMots clés mortality uniqueness
I know what the fear is.
The fear is not for what is lost.
What is lost is already in the wall.
What is lost is already behind the locked doors.
The fear is for what is still to be lost.
Mots clés mortality
Time itself is a thing, so it seems to me, that stands solidly like a fence of iron palings with its endless row of years; and we flow past like Gyoll, on our way to a sea from which we shall return only as rain.
Gene WolfeMots clés time rain mortality river
No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily.
Cassandra ClareMots clés death mortality dying cassandra-clare the-infernal-devices clockwork-princess brb-crying i-can-t-even omg-my-feels
Mortality is one of the greatest gifts ever bestowed. After a long and fruitful life, we are able to rest.
Nancy StraightMots clés mortality
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.
Mots clés poetry mortality life-and-death
Shall a man
grave his sorrows upon a stone when he hath but need to write them on
the water? Nay, oh /She/, I will live my day, and grow old with my
generation, and die my appointed death, and be forgotten.
Mots clés death mortality immortality
You walk around feeling like a teenager and immortal your whole life, and suddenly there isn't much time left.
Stieg LarssonMots clés life perception time mortality life-and-death life-philosophy
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