Lucretius Quotes

God is dead, and no one cares! If there is a hell I'll see you there!

Death approaches, which is always impending like the stone over Tantalus: then comes superstition with which he who is imbued can never have peace of mind.

It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

He had no conscious knowledge of death, but like every animal of the Wild, he possessed the instinct of death. To him it stood as the greatest of hurts. It was the very essence of the unknown; it was the sum of the terrors of the unknown, the one culminating and unthinkable catastrophe that could happen to him, about which he knew nothing and about which he feared everything.

An entire life of solitude contradicts the purpose of our being, since death itself is scarcely an idea of more terror.

It [death] chokes you, gags you, but you have to pretend that you're doing just fine, not trembling with this fear because the end is close.

Not death itself, but only the moral preparation for it, holds terrors.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

We are all the fools of time and terror: Days Steal on us and steal from us; yet we live, Loathing our life, and dreading still to die.

The scariest thing in the world is thinking someone you love is going to die.

Death is when the monsters get you.

They say the cure is about happiness, but I understand now that it isn't, and it never was. It's about fear: fear of pain, fear of hurt, fear, fear, fear - a blind animal existence, bumping between walls, shuffling between ever-narrowing hallways, terrified and dull and stupid.

Death would be a complete knowingness, but what frightened him was this: not knowing beforehand what it was he would know.

Worrying about dying will hardly help you live.

I'd love to tell you I had some deep revelation on my way down, that I came to terms with my own mortality, laughed in the face of death, et cetera. The truth? My only thought was: Aaaaggghhhhh!

What a horror it would have been if the world was real, because if the world was real, it would be immortal.

What do I dislike about death? Must be the hours.

Terror is everywhere the beginning of religion.

Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the toothache; but a man that were to sleep your sleep, and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he would change places with his officer; for look you, sir, you know not which way you shall go.

Death holds no horrors. It is simply the ultimate horror of life.

You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own.

But I don't think it's as dangerous, scary, or terrifying as getting to the end of our lives and wondering, what if I would have shown up?

What I try to write about are the darkest things in the soul, the mortal dreads... The closer I get to the burning core of my being, the things which are most painful to me, the better is my work.

Understand death? Sure. That was when the monsters got you.

Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.