Neil Gaiman Quotes

I play Hopkins' daughter. Brad Pitt plays Death. He's a very-good looking Death. With him, dying isn't so bad.

I have a piece of great and sad news to tell you: I am dead.

Presumably what happened to Jesus was what happens to all of us when we die. We decompose. Accounts of Jesus's resurrection and ascension are about as well-documented as Jack and the Beanstalk.

The idea of death is something that doesn't make sense to a lot of people. But to bring something back - or vampires who never die - is a logical fantasy for a human being.

We are born, we live, we die among supernatural.

They say when you're about to die, you see your entire life flash before your eyes. They lied. The only thing Nick Gautier could see flashing was Kyrian Hunter's vampire fangs.

For the living, death is thievery.

One day I will lie nowhere with an angel at my side.

If death itself were to die, would it have a ghost, and would the ghost of death visit the dead in the guise of someone alive, if only to fright them from any temptation to return?

Lady," she whimpered softly, wondering if she would meet her wolf again when she was dead.

My death is very near to me, and of this I am glad, for I desire to pursue the quest in other realms, as it has been promised to me that I shall do.

Make me immortal with a kiss.

And Death spoke to them —’” “Sorry,” interjected Harry, “but Death spoke to them?” “It’s a fairy tale, Harry!” “Right, sorry. Go on.

The angel of death has been abroad throughout the land; you may almost hear the beating of his wings.

How's the Angel of Death supposed to do his job with clipped wings?

Sometimes the dead are more alive than the living. And they can kill the living.

Life is the jailer, death the angel sent to draw the unwilling bolts and set us free.

This world is the land of the dying; the next is the land of the living.

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear. Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?" "I guess it depends on how you die.

Loving and perishing: it's been a rhyme all these eternities. The will to love: that is, also being willing to die.

Yes, she is." He looks at me, his face carved in pain. "She is dying, Sara. She will die, either tonight or tomorrow or maybe a year from now if we're really lucky. You heard what Dr. Chance said. Arsenic's not a cure. It just postpones what's coming." My eyes fill up with tears. "But I love her," I say, because that is reason enough.

To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious.

Dying is the most important moment that exists in any incarnation