The train blows, just when I was forgetting. Forgetting that I am here alone. And I wonder if those cars got held up by its passing, just as I have yours.
Kellie ElmoreTag: grief dying quotes grieving death-of-a-loved-one
I miss your face. That big bright smile. You always had it, in any weather. It's hard for me to find one these days. These cold November days. Except when I think of you.
Kellie ElmoreTag: love loss sadness death-and-dying grief memories remembrance dying quotes grieving
DEATH COMES SLOWLY LIKE ANTS TO A FALLEN FIG
Charles BukowskiThis was how I would die. Strangled by an attractive, seminaked woman inside a fridge with a giant tarantula in the middle of a sea of carnivorous jam. As I blacked out, all I could think of was a fortune teller I'd spoken to a few years ago, and how full of shit she'd turned out to be.
Yahtzee CroshawTag: death humour hindsight dying black-humor
I worried I would miss it, and I knew, from losing Wyatt, that things happen the moment the soul is released. Wyatt had been there in the school, watching me, making sure I survived. Souls linger…they do. They linger a bit before they turn toward eternity. It could be that no matter how perfect their future will be, the past still tugs for a moment.
Laura Anderson KurkTag: art soul death creativity grief artist dying ya hospital young-adult-fiction teen-fiction glass-girl henry-whitmire meg-kavanagh laura-anderson-kurk perfect-glass jo-russell teen-literature what-happens-when-you-die
From across the woods, as if by common accord, birds left their trees and darted upward. I joined them, flew amount them, they did not recognize me as something apart from them, and I was happy, so happy, because for the first time in years, and forevermore, I had not killed, and never would.
George SaundersTag: happiness death absolution dying
The circumstances of our lives are pieces of a larger scheme in the puzzle of life, and in His Perfect Wisdom, the pieces fit.
Renae JonesTag: wisdom inspirational god loss death religion faith spirituality prayer angels supernatural dying circumstances cancer grace-of-god grief-inspirational
...[we] has left nothing durable to signalize his stay upon this planet.
[we]eventually dies to the honest regret of [our] associates.
Why are my sons followed thus by darkness?'
...'Because they were born in the house of flesh, therefore death follows at their heels.
Tag: life death living dying inevitability
Death is only dreadful for those who live in dread and fear of it. Death is not wild and terrible, if only we can be still and hold fast to God’s Word. Death is not bitter, if we have not become bitter ourselves. Death is grace, the greatest gift of grace that God gives to people who believe in him. Death is mild, death is sweet and gentle; it beckons to us with heavenly power, if only we realize that it is the gateway to our homeland, the tabernacle of joy, the everlasting kingdom of peace.
How do we know that dying is so dreadful? Who knows whether, in our human fear and anguish we are only shivering and shuddering at the most glorious, heavenly, blessed event in the world? Death is hell and night and cold, if it is not transformed by our faith. But that is just what is so marvelous, that we can transform death.
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