Nick Cave Quotes

It doesn't matter that I can't remember the details any longer: death happened to her. Death happens to all of us.

Death is the only mystery we all solve.

It’s not contagious, you know. Death is as natural as life. It’s part of the deal we made.

Whether people be of high or low birth, rich or poor, old or young, enlightened or confused, they are all alike in that they will one day die.

The only certainty life contains is death.

In the end, death came uniformly to all, and all extracted as much satisfaction from their dying as this essentially graceless process could afford.

Death haunts everyone and never fails.

I am Manuel. I have lived in the loneliness which is common to all men, but the difference is that I have known it. Now it is necessary for me, as it is necessary for all men, to die in this same loneliness, and I know that there is no help for it.

Nobody deserves death, yet everybody gets it.

I thought about all of the things that everyone ever says to each other, and how everyone is going to die, whether it's in a millisecond, or days, or months, or 76.5 years, if you were just born. Everything that's born has to die, which means our lives are like skyscrapers. The smoke rises at different speeds, but they're all on fire, and we're all trapped.

The one thing you share with every mortal is death.

There is only one ultimate and effectual preventative for the maladies to which flesh is heir, and that is death.

I will be dying and so will you, and so will everyone here. That's what I want to explore. We're all hurtling towards death, yet here we are for the moment, alive. Each of us knowing we're going to die, each of us secretly believing we won't.

There is one vast human experience that confronts us so formidably that we cannot pretend to overlook it. There is no solution to death. There is no means whatever whereby you or I, by taking thought, can solve this difficulty in such a manner that it no longer exists.

You're probably wondering what's going to happen to you. That's easy. The same thing is going to happen to you that has happened to every other human being who has ever lived. You're going to die. We all die. That's just how it is.

All stories, if continued far enough, end in death.

Death is ordinary. Behold it, subtract its patterns and lessons from those of the death that weapons bring, and maybe the residue will show what violence is.

I know all human beings will be successful. How do I know? They all die.

I thought I had a clear picture of death, but now I know it's a mystery and it will always be a mystery, although it is something we all have in common: everybody knows that life ends with death.

Happens to everybody. Horses, dogs, men. Nobody gets out of life alive.

But learn that to die is a debt we must all pay.

Though it be in the power of the weakest arm to take away life, it is not in the strongest to deprive us of death.

The supreme irony of life is that hardly anyone gets out of it alive.

Nothing in life is promised except death.

In fact, life itself is a contradiction if only because birth is the direct cause, in every single case, of death