Joanna Lumley Quotes

Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

I believe that before anybody makes the journey to the other side, we have to know on a soul level that we are leaving, whether it's an accident or illness, and we prepare ourselves to a certain degree that we won't be there in the future.

For my eightieth year warns me to pack up my baggage before I leave life.

Death is the final wake-up call.

Come to think of it, Pasadena's as good a place to die as any.

I don't want to spend my last few whatever it is, months or years on this earth, giving speeches.

I always take a cashmere blanket, and I have pictures of my family in my passport holder.

I wanted to publish a book simply to be buried with it; that's all I wanted. I had no ambition beyond that.

I cannot help leaving my books behind me whenever God calls me hence; but in every other respect, my own hands will be my executors.

I don't think anybody's necessarily ready for death. You can only hope that when it approaches, you feel like you've said what you wanted to say. Nobody wants to go out in mid-sentence.

History isn't through with me yet.

To study philosophy is nothing but to prepare one’s self to die.

I can't help but think that at the end of your life, when you look back, there'll be a tone. And that tone will come from the essence of how you live your day to day what you did in that between time because that is really your life.

After 40 (old age for most of man's history), one should strive to be more or less packed and ready to go were the end call to come.

From '86 until the summer of last year, wherever I went, people would say, You would have made a great James Bond! Weren't you going to be James Bond? You should have been, you could have been, you may have been. Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes. It was like unfinished business in my life. I couldn't say no to it this time around.

Before old age I took care to live well; in old age I take care to die well; but to die well is to die willingly.

I read once, somewhere, that the way you know you've grown up is when your future death becomes a stone in your shoe: when you feel it with every step.

But I knew that someday I was going to die. And just before I died two things would happen; Number 1: I would regret my entire life. Number 2: I would want to live my life over again.

It's true, I am afraid of dying. I am afraid of the world moving forward without me, of my absence going unnoticed, or worse, being some natural force propelling life on. Is it selfish? Am I such a bad person for dreaming of a world that ends when I do? I don't mean the world ending with respect to me, but every set of eyes closing with mine.

It's a small world. When you put it in a cemetery, it is.

Death, death. Now I won't be able to write my beautiful memoirs.

Without at all invalidating what we have just said, we believe that a perpetual remembrance of the tomb is proper for the living. On this point, the priest and the philosopher agree: We must die.

The only people without problems are those in cemeteries.

When we leave this world, and are laid in the earth, the prince walks as narrow a path as the day-laborer.