Walt Whitman Quotes

With 'Hereditary', I wanted to make a film about what bothers me about life.

I can control most things, but I don't seem to be able to control death.

Ah, in this world, where every guiding thread Ends suddenly in the one sure centre, death, The visionary hand of Might-have-been Alone can fill Desire's cup to the brim!

Death was too definite an object to be wished for or avoided.

There is nothing certain in a man's life but that he must lose it.

Death is an absolute marvel.

Among all the vicissitudes of life, which vary in each individual's experience, there is one event which sooner or later comes to everyone - Death!

To name something is to wait for it in the place you think it will pass.

The thing about death is that it's honest.

A lot of people have great hope, and a lot of people who have great hope live. And, some of them who have great hope die. So it's not that hope is going to save you.

Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?

I live now on borrowed time, waiting in the anteroom for the summons that will inevitably come. And then - I go on to the next thing, whatever it is. One doesn't, luckily, have to bother about that.

What happens tomorrow is going to happen tomorrow.

In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.

Death is never polite, even when we expect it.

There is only one dream I can guarantee... my death.

Death and the dice level all distinctions.

I began writing 'The Cold Song' in the months following my father's death, when I felt this sense of loss, disappearance, of being right in the middle of life and wondering: 'What now? How to proceed?'

Nothing in life is promised except death.

All good things arrive unto them that wait – and don’t die in the meantime

Death in its way comes just as much of a surprise as birth.

Life is long. Just because you don't get your chance right when you want or expect it doesn't mean it won't come. Fate doesn't punch a time clock or consult a schedule.

True. The one certainty about riding, Braygan, is that - at some time - you will fall off. It is a fact. Another fact you might like to consider, in your life of perpetual terror, is that you will die. We are all going to die, some of us young, some of us old, some of us in our sleep, some of us screaming in agony. We cannot stop it, we can only delay it.

There is a remedy for everything but death; who, in spite of our teeth, will take us in his clutches.