Patricia Polacco Quotes

What need is there to weep over parts of life? The whole of it calls for tears.

The sad events that occur in my life are the sad events that happen to everybody, with losing friends and family, but that is a natural occurrence, as natural as being born.

There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

Death and sex are the dominant reality of our day.

Every life is punctuated by deaths and departures, and each one causes great suffering that it is better to endure rather than forgo the pleasure of having known the person who has passed away. Somehow our world rebuilds itself after every death, and in any case we know that none of us will last forever. So you might say that life and death lead us by the hand, firmly but tenderly.

Certainly people have a lot tougher situations than I've had to deal with. But I will say we are all dying from the moment we are born. This is not just rehearsal.

Death is an absolute marvel.

Pain and death are part of life. To reject them is to reject life itself.

Sexuality itself means mortality - equally for both man and woman.

Death is present every day in our lives. It's not that I take pleasure in the morbid fascination of it, but it is a fact of life.

Human experience resembles the battered moon that tracks us in cycles of light and darkness, of life and death, now seeking out and now stealing away from the sun that gives it light and symbolizes eternity.

I think that nothing teaches you more about life than death and dying.

Animals have a much better attitude to life and death than we do. They know when their time has come. We are the ones that suffer when they pass, but it's a healing kind of grief that enables us to deal with other griefs that are not so easy to grab hold of.

Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.

Life is sad. People, you know, are going to pass, and you know that you will one day.

I envy the dead.

Well the themes for me were and remain sex and love and grief and death - the things that make us and undo us, create and destroy, how we breed and disappear and the emotional context that surrounds these events.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

If you haven't understood that if you are born you die, you scarcely deserve to be able to be alive.

It is only in the light of the inescapable fact of death that a person can adequately engage and enter upon the mysterious fact of life.

Death is an art, you know.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

My suggestion is that there's no way out of the human condition. Sex, death, marriage, children, parents, illness. There's no way out. They're a misery, all of them.

There is some suffering that awaits us all.

One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.