serene departure Quotes

Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.

Given the chance, i'll die like a baby, on some faraway beach, when the season's over.

My spirit will sleep in peace; or if it thinks, it will not surely think thus. Farewell.

I hope death will be a great happiness, a happiness as great as that of love, fulfilled love

I read in announcements of deaths 'peacefully in his sleep' and I wonder how many of those are true. Maybe they are just conventional. I hope they are true whenever I read it of someone. [But] I would rather be awake. Peacefully awake, brim full of some calming drug that was seeing me out of the door, having said my farewells.

A beautiful death is for people who have lived like animals to die like angels.

If death is this brilliant slide, this high, fine music felt as pure vibration, this plunging float in wind and silence, it's not so bad.

I am going to die. But I am going to die in peace because I lived my life as intensely as I could.

Die - you will have to die. But die gracefully. I am not saying die like a stoic, I am not saying die like a very controlled man. No, I'm saying die gracefully, beautifully, as if a friend is coming, knocks at your door, and you are happy. And you embrace the friend and invite him in, and you have been waiting for him so long.

I'm not scared, if that's what you're wondering. The moment of death is full of sound and warmth and light shooting away, arcing up and up and up, and if singing were a feeling it would be this, this light, this lifting, like laughing... The rest you have to find out for yourself.

The happiest end of life is this: when the mind and the other senses being unimpaired, the same nature which put it together takes asunder her own work.

So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.

So peaceful shalt thou end thy blissful days, And steal thyself from life by slow decays.