William Shakespeare Quotes

Jean Grey, the Phoenix... she finds a way to reincarnate herself constantly, so one never knows.

Maybe that was the definition of life everlasting: the belief that the next generation would carry your work forward.

And one cold starry night / Whatever your belief / The phoenix will take flight / Over the seas of grief / To sing her thrilling song / To stars and waves and sky / For neither old nor young / The phoenix does not die.

The smallest sprout shows there is really no death.

The mortal nature is seeking as far as is possible to be everlasting and immortal: and this is only to be attained by generation, because the new is always left in the place of the old.

Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.

There are resurrection themes in every society that has ever been studied, and it is because not just only do we fantasize about the possibility of resurrection and recovery, but it actually happens. And it happens a lot.

There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.

If my father could watch my son for a while, he might realize his own immortality.

You die, but most of what you have accumulated will not be lost; you are leaving a message in a bottle.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

Nothing ever quite dies, it just comes back in a different form.

I look upon death to be as necessary to our constitution as sleep. We shall rise refreshed in the morning.

The king never dies. Rex nunquam moritur.

In spring, the dead trees, roots, and animals come to life again exactly as they were, thus providing hundreds of thousands of examples, specimens, and proofs of the supreme resurrection.

Death is not just the end, it's the beginning.

Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.

I'm not really dying today. No person ever died that had a family. I'll be around a long time. A thousand years from now, a whole township of my offspring will be biting sour apples in the gumwood shade.

I knew a phoenix in my youth, so let them have their day.

A man's immortality can be found in his children.

I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue.

E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.

Somewhere out in the darkness, a phoenix was singing in a way Harry had never heard before: a stricken lament of terrible beauty. And Harry felt, as he had felt about phoenix song before, that the music was inside him, not without: It was his own grief turned magically to song.

We die, and we do not die.