Regina Spektor Quotes

Part of being alive is dying as well.

I may have won the only important lotto ever, which is life, but I am still going to die. We all are.

Whatever lives is granted breath But by the grace and sufferance of Death.

There is a time to live, a time to die, a time to laugh, and at no time are the three of them very far apart.

Every single house has had death visit.

This is the danger of loving: No matter how powerful you are, no matter how many kingdoms you rule, you cannot stop those you love from dying.

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

There are only two things to write about: life and death.

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

They lived and laughed and loved and left.

What can be said in New Year rhymes, That's not been said a thousand times? The new years come, the old years go, We know we dream, we dream we know. We rise up laughing with the light, We lie down weeping with the night. We hug the world until it stings, We curse it then and sigh for wings. We live, we love, we woo, we wed, We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead. We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear, And that's the burden of a year.

I glory in this world of men and women, torn with troubles, yet living on to love and laugh through it all.

If you were not born in this world, there would be no need to die. To be born in this world is to die, to disappear [laughing].

What Im trying to say is that what makes you up, its always been around, and it always will be around. So really the only thing you should worry about is the part you're at right now. Where you got a body and a head and all that bullshit. Just worry about living, dying is the easy part.

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

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.

Out of the people that ever were, almost all of them are dead. There are way more dead people, and you're all gonna die and then you're gonna be dead for way longer than you're alive. Like that's mostly what you're ever gonna be. You're just dead people that didn't die yet.

We laugh and laugh. Then cry and cry- Then feebler laugh, Then die.

In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, and born in bed, in bed we die; the near approach a bed may show of human bliss to human woe.

The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.

The seeds of Death are sown in us when we begin to live, and grow up till, like rampant weeds, they choak the tender flower of life.

Dying is a part of living, but only a very small part.

Not one of the creatures of blood can escape death. We all face it, and succumb to it. It follows us like a dark shadow. Yet if we live in terror of it, then we do not live at all. Yes we are born alone, and yes we will die alone. But in between, Tae, we live. We know joy.

There's birth, there's death, and in between there's maintenance.

There are two things that you have to do in life: You have to die, and you have to live until you die. The rest is up to you.