Allen Tate Quotes

Death the last voyage, the longest, and the best.

And death climbs up the steps one by one.

Death hath a thousand doors to let out life.

death - a passage outside the range of imagination, but within the range of experience.

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

The act of dying is one of the acts of life.

To die is but to leave off dying and do the thing once for all.

And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death.

The final hour when we cease to exist does not itself bring death; it merely of itself completes the death-process. We reach death at that moment, but we have been a long time on the way.

Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.

I think of death as a glad awakening from this troubled sleep which we call life; as an emancipation from a world, which, beautiful though it may be, is still a land of captivity.

Death, that final evil, is one of the paths to eternity. Endless life in the conditions of our existence would be a nightmare.

End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path... One that we all must take.

Death is the only real elegance.

I have not often seen much dignity in the process by which we die.

Death was not to be a leap: it was to be a long descent under thickening shadows.

Death is an eternal sleep.

Build then the ship of death, for you must take the longest journey, to oblivion.

Death. An instantaneous state, without past or future. Indispensable for entering eternity.

Even death has a heart.

I don't fear death, it must be like a long sleep.

Death either destroys or unhusks us. If it means liberation, better things await us when our burden s gone: if destruction, nothing at all awaits us; blessings and curses are abolished.