Virginia Woolf Quotes

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.

You can't be scared of death. When that time comes, it comes.

No man enjoys the true taste of life, but he who is ready and willing to quit it.

We are all of us resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to.

Treat Death as it treats us: with utter indifference.

Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?

The lot of man is to suffer and die.What's gone is of no consequence.

Since we're all going to die, it's obvious that when and how don't matter.

Death! Strange that there should be such a word, and such a thing, and we ever forget it; that one should be living, warm and beautiful, full of hopes, desires and wants, one day, and the next be gone, utterly gone, and forever!

You will die. You will not live forever. Nor will any man nor any thing. Nothing is immortal. But only to us is it given to know that we must die. And that is a great gift: the gift of selfhood. For we have only what we know we must lose, what we are willing to lose... That selfhood which is our torment, and our treasure, and our humanity, does not endure. It changes; it is gone, a wave on the sea. Would you have the sea grow still and the tides cease, to save one wave, to save yourself?

I'm writing this book because we're all going to die.

All who are born are always dying.

I think that any authentic feeling one has of life should be a feeling of defeat. It's a losing game. You're going to die. Civilization is going to end. Our society is in decline, and we should feel OK about it because Roman society was in decline and before it the Assyrian one was, and they disappeared off this earth and we will disappear too.

No matter what you do this year or in the next hundred, you will be dead forever.

Today will die tomorrow.

We have lost, being born, as much as we shall lose dying: Everything!

What is the ultimate impulse to write? Because all this is going to vanish.

It is foolish to be afraid of death. Just think. No more repaired tires on the body vehicle, no more patchwork living.

Death, like the sun, cannot be looked at steadily.

The meaning of life is that it stops.

Mark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man - yesterday in embryo, tomorrow a mummy or ashes. So for the hairsbreadth of time assigned to thee, live rationally, and part with life cheerfully, as drops the ripe olive, extolling the season that bore it and the tree that matured it.

A little time, and thou shalt close thy eyes; and him who has attended thee to thy grave, another soon will lament.

It is death that is the guide of our life, and our life has no goal but death.

An absolute condition of all successful living, whether for an individual or a nation, is the acceptance of death.