Edwin Arnold Quotes

All I can say is, death is a part of life.

The last to be overcome is death, and the knowledge of life is the knowledge of death.

What is dying? Just what it is to put off a garment. For the body is about the soul as a garment; and after laying this aside for a short time by means of death, we shall resume it again with more splendor.

I'm possibly a very morbid person but I think about death a lot.

In every death, a busy world comes to an end.

There ain't nothin' to dyin', really. You just get tired. You kind of drift away.

Death is feared as birth is forgotten.

Death is with you all the time; you get deeper in it as you move towards it, but it's not unfamiliar to you. It's always been there, so what becomes unfamiliar to you when you pass away from the moment is really life.

I think we should look forward to death more than we do. Of course everybody hates to go to bed or miss anything, but dying is really the only chance we'll get to rest.

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

It is natural to die as to be born.

Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day.

It is not that death comes, but that life leaves.

Birth and Death are the two noblest expressions of bravery.

Death swallows death.

I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.

Death is perfectly safe. (55)

Death is not the monarch for the dead, but of the dying. The moment he obtains a conquest he loses a subject.

The first thing I would like to tell you about death is that there is no bigger lie than death. And yet, death appears to be true. It not only appears to be true but also seems like the cardinal truth of life - it appears as if the whole of life is surrounded by death. Whether we forget about it, or become oblivious to it, everywhere death remains close to us. Death is even closer to us than our own shadow.

The living all find death unpleasant; men mourn over it. And yet, what is death, but the unbending of the bow and its return to its case?

Death is one dream out of another flowing.

So I am death" Charlie said then turned to his daughter while buttering his toast. "This is death toast sweety.

Death is the waiting-room where we robe ourselves for immortality.

Even death has a heart.

Death is the end of every worldly pain.