Adrianne Lenker Quotes

We try, we fail, we posture, we aspire, we pontificate - and then we age, shrink, die, and vanish.

To live is to die.

First our pleasures die - and then our hopes, and then our fears - and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust - and we die too.

I'm just observing the world. I was born into it, like you were, and then I found out there were some really disturbing aspects to being alive, like the fact that you weren't going to be alive forever - that bothered me.

We all have two things in common, no matter who we are: We were born and we are going to die.

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

It was despairing to find out that I am mortal.

No one can confidently say that he will still be living tomorrow.

Death is an absolute mystery. We are all vulnerable to it, it's what makes life interesting and suspenseful.

Life is apogee, apex, decline; life is death - and everything else is open to discussion.

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

Life is a disease, brother, and death begins already at birth. Every breath, every heartbeat, is a moment of dying - a little shove toward the end.

We are all born and someday we'll all die. Most likely to some degree alone. Our aloneness in this world is, maybe not anymore, a thing to mourn.

Death is an absolute marvel.

Birth was the death of him.

Life is a predicament which precedes death.

Life is hard. Then you die. Then they throw dirt in your face. Then the worms eat you. Be grateful it happens in that order.

I always know I can die at any moment.

Life and death. At some point we're gonna leave this world. Do I know when? Absolutely not.

You are not a beautiful, unique snowflake... This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

There are only three events in a man's life; birth, life, and death; he is not conscious of being born, he dies in pain, and he forgets to live.

My mission is to kill time, and time's to kill me in its turn. How comfortable one is among murderers.

We are all racing towards death. No matter how many great, intellectual conclusions we draw during our lives, we know they're all only man-made, like God. I begin to wonder where it all leads. What can you do, except do what you can do as best you know how.

Between my head and my hand, there is always the face of death.

Life is the desert, life the solitude, death joins us to the great majority.