Feist Quotes

When you really deep down look at it, we go to bed every night, get up every morning, stay here for 70 or 80 years, and then we die.

Time marks us while we are marking time.

Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns.

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.

We do not ask to be born; and we do not ask to die. But born we are and die we must. We come into existence and we pass out of existence. And in neither case does high-handed fate await our ratification of its decree.

Day buries day; month, month; and year the year: Our life is but a chain of many deaths.

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

Time goes, you say? Ah, no! alas, time stays, we go.

Among all the vicissitudes of life, which vary in each individual's experience, there is one event which sooner or later comes to everyone - Death!

Birth was the death of him.

Life is a predicament which precedes death.

For every minute, the future is becoming the past.

Everything that rises sets, and everything that grows, grows old.

The goal of all life is death.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

Time doesn't go. Time stays. We go.

Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

Man weeps to think that he will die so soon; woman, that she was born so long ago.

The world rolls round forever like a mill; it grinds out death and life and good and ill; it has no purpose, heart or mind or will.

There comes a point in your life when you realize how quickly time goes by, and how quickly it has gone. Then it really speeds up exponentially. With that, I think you start to put a lot of things into context; you start to see how huge the world is, and really, the universe.

I had seen birth and death but had thought they were different.

Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.