Joanna Lumley Quotes

Have an earnestness for death and you will have life.

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.

Life is beautiful because it doesn't last.

Someone said that life is a party. You join in after it's started and leave before it's finished.

Everything born has to die, in order to make room for the future.

There are some people who don't want to deal with the fact that we are not forever. Some people decide to live life to the fullest.

Thou know'st 'tis common; all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.

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.

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!

As you walk down the fairway of life you must smell the roses, for you only get to play one round.

Life is hard. Then you die. Then they throw dirt in your face. Then the worms eat you. Be grateful it happens in that order.

We are supposed to enjoy the good stuff now, while we can, with the people we love. Life has a funny way of teaching us that lesson over and over again.

When one's dead, one's dead... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?

Each instant of life is a step toward death.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

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.

When you really deep down look at it, we go to bed every night, get up every morning, stay here for 70 or 80 years, and then we die.

You only live twice. Once when you are born and once when you look death in the face.

You don't waste your entire life waiting to go back to dust.

Everything that gets born dies.

Life and death are important. Don't suffer them in vain.

Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

From too much love of living, From hope and fear set free, We thank with brief thanksgiving Whatever gods may be That no life lives for ever; That dead men rise up never; That even the weariest river Winds somewhere safe to sea.

Life and death are one thread, the same line viewed from different sides.