departed spirits Quotes

With the dead there is no rivalry, with the dead there is no change.

After death there is nothing.

Death was Patrick Henry's second choice.

I don't mean to imply that I'm afraid of Death. I'm just not ready to go out on a date with him.

So," he asked. "How's death?" "Hard," she said. "It just keeps going.

I regret not death. I am going to meet my friends in another world.

Death is perfectly safe. (55)

When you're dead, you're done.

What came for them? Not death. Just the end of living.

But death is not freedom. For a moment, it can look like freedom. But then it's death. Anything. Something. Nothing.

"Death," said Akiva. His life was leaving him fast now that he no longer held his wound. His eyes just wanted to drift closed. "I'm ready." "Well, I'm not. I hear it's dull, being dead." She said it lightly, amused, and he peered up at her. Had she just made a joke? She smiled. Smiled. He did, too. Amazed, he felt it happening, as if her smile had triggered a reflex in him. "Dull sounds nice," he said, letting his eyes flutter closed. "Maybe I can catch up on my reading."

Let me tell you something about dying: it's not as bad as they says. it's the coming-back-to-life part that hurts.

I don't fear death, it must be like a long sleep.

It is only the dead who do not return.

You're dead, Cordelia.' No I'm not. 'Yes you are. You're dead. Lie down.

The people who pretend that dying is rather like strolling into the next room always leave me unconvinced. Death, like birth, must be a tremendous event.

Death and what came after death was no great mystery to Sabriel. She just wished it was.

The truth. The dead want nothing else. It is the only thing that they require.

Within thy Grave! Oh no, but on some other flight - Thou only camest to mankind To rend it with Good night

To die, to be really dead, that must be glorious.

Death is the end of every worldly pain.

How fares it with the happy dead?

Death is one dream out of another flowing.

When we think of death, we often imagine it as happening in degrees: We think of a sick person becoming less and less alive until finally they are gone.