Lev Grossman Quotes

Death threatens our speech with futility because death is not just a biological event - it is a reality we fear may rob our living of any significance.

Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it.

The last act is bloody, however pleasant all the rest of the play is: a little earth is thrown at last upon our head, and that is the end forever.

I think that when we wrestle with death... we start fearing life, because then we come to terms with something that is inevitable.

I cannot compete with the grave.

Whatever we try - to be rich, to be happy - death is unavoidable. It doesn't matter how much money you have; it doesn't matter how much love you have. At the end of the day, it's all heading that way.

No one gets out of here alive.

Never but the one matter. The dead and gone. The dying and going. From the word go.

little sun little moon little dog and a little to eat and a little to love and a little to live for in a little room filled with little mice who gnaw and dance and run while I sleep waiting for a little death in the middle of a little morning in a little city in a little state my little mother dead my little father dead in a little cemetery somewhere. I have only a little time to tell you this: watch out for little death when he comes running but like all the billions of little deaths it will finally mean nothing and everything: all your little tears burning like the dove, wasted.

Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you'll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive.

Rien n'est plus parfait, plus acheve qu'un cadavre. Nothing is more perfect, more complete than a corpse.

I'm here. Soon I won't be. Zoey's baby is here. Its pulse tick-ticking. Soon it won't be. And when Zoey comes out of that room, having signed on the dotted line, she'll be different. She'll understand what I already know- that death surrounds us all. And it tastes like metal between you teeth.

The on­ly thing I know is ev­ery­thing you love will die.

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!

Birth was the death of him.

I think about death most of the day, every day. We can't escape death, and choosing to ignore it only makes it more scary.

Death can really absorb a person. Lik most people, I would find it pleasant not to have to go, but you just accept that it's more or less inevitable.

As Beckett said, it's not enough to die, one has to be forgotten as well.

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.

Land and sea, weakness and decline are great separators, but death is the great divorcer for ever.

Everyone is going to die.

We're all going to die.

Finality is death. Perfection is finality. Nothing is perfect. There are lumps in it.

You can't be scared of death. When that time comes, it comes.