Donna Tartt Quotes

I have no fear of death. More important, I don't fear life.

The idea of immortality, that like a sea has ebbed and flowed in the human heart, with its countless waves of hope and fear, beating against the shores and rocks of time and fate, was not born of any book, nor of any creed, nor of any religion. It was born of human affection, and it will continue to ebb and flow beneath the mists and clouds of doubt and darkness as long as love kisses the lips of death. It is the rainbow -- Hope shining upon the tears of grief.

This is how it works You're young until you're not You love until you don't You try until you can't You laugh until you cry You cry until you laugh And everyone must breathe Until their dying breath No, this is how it works You peer inside yourself You take the things you like And try to love the things you took And then you take that love you made And stick it into some Someone else's heart Pumping someone else's blood And walking arm in arm You hope it don't get harmed But even if it does You'll just do it all again

You know Death will get you in the end, but if you are smart and have a sense of humor, you can thumb your nose at it for awhile

The first and foremost reality is that suffering and death are not only enemies of life, but a means of reminding us of life's twin realities, love and hate.

In being with dying, we arrive at a natural crucible of what it means to love and be loved. And we can ask ourselves this: Knowing that death is inevitable, what is most precious today?

Never fear being a petty fool it means you ain't dying

How can a people who do not mean to understand death hope to understand love, and who will sound the alarm?

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter. Love and desire and hate; I think they have no portion in us after We pass the gate.

He made me see what Life is, and what Death signifies, and why Love is stronger than both.

I am now face to face with dying. But I am not finished with living.

I hope I am not too repetitive. However, coming to terms with death is part of the general human situation.

I'm interested in characters who should know better, who know they should give up, move on, accept life as it is, with all its constraints - life, death, time - but don't.

We are all of us resigned to death: it's life we aren't resigned to.

Life runs to death as its goal, and we should go towards that next stage of experience either carelessly as to what must be, or with a good, honest curiosity as to what may be.

If we have been pleased with life, we should not be displeased with death, since it comes from the hand of the same master.

Well the themes for me were and remain sex and love and grief and death - the things that make us and undo us, create and destroy, how we breed and disappear and the emotional context that surrounds these events.

I am here now, because I am supposed to be here. And I guess when it is my time to cross over there, I will be over there. I am not religious, but I am spiritual, honey. My day is coming!

You get older. In the end, you end up accepting everything in your life - suffering, horror, love, loss, hate - all of it.

We are made to be immortal, and yet we die. It's horrible, it can't be taken seriously

Human life without death would be something other than human; consciousness of mortality gives rise to out deepest longings and greatest accomplishments.

You ask particularly after my health. I suppose that I have not many months to live; but, of course, I know nothing about it. I may add that I am enjoying existence as much as ever, and regret nothing.

I don't know who it is who lives or dies, who rests or wakes, but it is your heart that distributes all the graces of the daybreak in my breast.

We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Everything in-between is a gift.