Nikolai Gogol Quotes

Low on his funeral couch he lies!

Why are you weeping ? Did you imagine that I was immortal ?

Holly died without a friend to hold her hand. Artemis felt her go, another gift of the magic. He kept on counting, brushing away the tears on his cheeks.

In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.

death had just shred a tear

I remember burying a girl fourteen years of age who had died with a ruptured appendix... I buried a good many people that I knew, some of whom I loved.

Guilt is perhaps the most painful companion of death.

When friends and lovers die and your world gets quieter; that's when the silence comes closer; that's when next isn't the least bit theoretical or abstract.

The worst day ever was when I found out my grandfather was going to die.

The ocean moans over dead men's bones.

I admit that death is not just about you, it's also about the people who love you.

You get to an age when you lose people close to you.

It is like visiting one's funeral, like visiting loss in its purest and most monumental form, this wild darkness, which is not only unknown but which one cannot enter as oneself.

And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.

Death has a tendency to encourage a depressing view of war.

Widow. The word consumes itself.

The death of a beautiful woman, is unquestionably the most poetical topic in the world.

A death from a long illness is very different from a sudden death. It gives you time to say goodbye and time to adjust to the idea that the beloved will not be with you anymore.

A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.

The elegy does the work of mourning; it allows us to experience mortality. It turns loss into remembrance, and it delivers an inheritance.

There is no harm in patience, and no profit in lamentation. Death is easier to bear (than) that which precedes it, and more severe than that which comes after it. Remember the death of the Apostle of God, and your sorrow will be lessened.

We die as often as we lose a friend.

If it were possible to cure evils by lamentation and to raise the dead with tears, then gold would be a less valuable thing than weeping.