Robert Bridges Quotes

I am scared of death.

Death is not soft-mouthed, vague-footed, nearby. It is in the hall.

Death is very, very terminal.

Death is repose, but the thought of death disturbs all repose.

They say death comes like a thief in the night, where is he? I'll hug his neck.

I am death, not taxes. I turn up only once.

Death was like an unpleasant neighbor. You didn’t talk about him for fear he might hear you and decide to pay a visit.

When a man dies he kicks the dust.

Death to me means nothing as long as I can die fast.

The sudden hand of Death close up mine eye!

Death is the quiet haven of us all.

Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?

At the end of your life, you're lucky if you die.

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

The mystery of death, the riddle of how you could speak to someone and see them every day and then never again, was so impossible to fathom that of course we kept trying to figure it out, even when we were unconscious.

There is nothing like death to say what is always such an artificial thing to say: The End.

Death is a supple suitor, that wins at last. It is a stealthy wooing; conducted first by pallid innuendos and dim approach, but brave at last with bugles.

well, death says, as he walks by, I'm going to get you anyhow no matter what you've been: writer, cab-driver, pimp, butcher, sky-diver, I'm going to get you

One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.

I wonder about death, I who may never know it. It looks much like ecstacy, the way they open their mouths as they drown, the way their fingers dig into your skin. Their eyes are wide and startled and they trash in your hands as though with an excess of passion.

Death is the loss of everything all at once.

Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O Death!

Death. The certain prospect of death could sweeten every life with a precious and fragrant drop of levity- and now you strange apothecary souls have turned it into an ill-tasting drop of poison that makes the whole of life repulsive.

death ... is not a great affair! Think - it happens once only - to each of us - as birth does. What do you know about being born? that - and no more - will you know about the act of death.

There are remedies for all things but death.