Sherwin B. Nuland Quotes

Life lives on life. This is the sense of the symbol of the Ouroboros, the serpent biting its tail. Everything that lives lives on the death of something else. Your own body will be food for something else. Anyone who denies this, anyone who holds back, is out of order. Death is an act of giving.

Unfortunately, most people never observe the natural cycle of birth and death. They do not realize that for one living thing to survive, another living thing must die.

Our life is made by the death of others.

[N]ature repairs one thing from another and allows nothing to be born without the aid of another's death.

We begin to die as soon as we are born, and the end is linked to the beginning.

Man and animals are in reality vehicles and conduits of food, tombs of animals, hostels of Death, coverings that consume, deriving life by the death of others.

The web of life, love, suffering and death unites all beings.

To live is to die.

In my beginning is my end.

For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

Birth, life, death is a cycle. And they're all beautiful, you celebrate all of them. Animals do grieve, but they move on. That's the lesson behind animals.

When one's dead, one's dead... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?

Life comes to the miners out of their deaths, and death out of their lives.

In my end is my beginning.

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.

It is natural to die as to be born.

Hunting is part of a cycle of life that repeats. Life. Death. Life. Death. Death is part of life.

Life and death are like inhalation and exhalation. They always exist together.

One of the things that puzzles me is that so few people want to look at life as a totality and to recognize that death is no more extraordinary than birth. When they say it's the end of everything they don't seem to recognize that we came from somewhere and it would be very, very strange indeed to suppose that we're not going somewhere.

Death is the dropping of the flower, that the fruit may swell.

Death is a part of life, and eventually I assimilated that completely.

One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.

Death but supplies the oil for the inextinguishable lamp of life.

when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.