The fear of death often proves mortal, and sets people on methods to save their Lives, which infallibly destroy them.

My gold, my money couldn’t stop cancer from appearing on my body. If they can’t save me, then I don’t need them.

If anyone thinks they’d rather be in a different part of history, they’re probably not a very good student of history. Life sucked in the old days. People knew very little, and you were likely to die at a young age of some horrible disease. You’d probably have no teeth by now. It would be particularly awful if you were a woman.

Death wasn’t part of God’s original plan for humanity, and the Bible calls death an enemy – the last enemy to be destroyed.

Only on the edge of the grave can man conclude anything.

At first when I heard about climate change, I was a climate denier. I didn’t think it was happening. Because if there really was an existential crisis like that, that would threaten our civilisation, we wouldn’t be focusing on anything else. That would be our first priority. So I didn’t understand how that added up.

I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more.

If I make music and people hate it, you know, whatever. I’ll die someday, and one day, they will too.

When we talk about mortality, we are talking about our children.

Dying is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down.

It matters not how a man dies, but how he lives. The act of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.

On the plus side, death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down .

We fear that this moment will end, that we won’t get what we need, that we will lose what we love, or that we will not be safe. Often, our biggest fear is the knowledge that one day our bodies will cease functioning. So even when we are surrounded by all the conditions for happiness, our joy is not complete.

It’s not catastrophes, murders, deaths, diseases, that age and kill us; it’s the way people look and laugh, and run up the steps of omnibuses.

Some people die at 25 and aren’t buried until 75.

Radical Islamist extremists surely hope that an attack on Iraq will kill many people and destroy much of the country, providing recruits for terrorist actions.

Many people would sooner die than think; in fact, they do so.

Death is the wish of some, the relief of many, and the end of all.

Every man must do two things alone; he must do his own believing and his own dying.

It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living.

When I was very young I was sort of floored by the fact that my mother and my father and everyone I knew was going to die one day, and myself too. I had a sort of a philosophical crisis. I couldn’t believe that we were mortal.

Man the individual consoles himself for his passing with the thought of the offspring or the works which he leaves behind.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

Hence it comes about that all armed Prophets have been victorious, and all unarmed Prophets have been destroyed.

No one can outrun death. It will catch up to all of us eventually.

Do not try to live forever. You will not succeed.

Hatred, which could destroy so much, never failed to destroy the man who hated, and this was an immutable law.

As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.

My only fear is that I may live too long. This would be a subject of dread to me.

Every existing thing is born without reason, prolongs itself out of weakness, and dies by chance.

I’m not resigned, but I’m realistic too. The statistics in my case are very poor. Not many people come through esophageal cancer and live to talk about it, or not for long. And the other wager is, the part of the wager, it’s a certainty you’ll have a terrible time and you may wish you were dying because it’s an awful process.

I’ve looked that old scoundrel death in the eye many times but this time I think he has me on the ropes.

John Dalton’s records, carefully preserved for a century, were destroyed during the World War II bombing of Manchester. It is not only the living who are killed in war.

The body politic, as well as the human body, begins to die as soon as it is born, and carries itself the causes of its destruction.

Life is so, so short. Bible says it’s like a vapor.

You don’t see too many atheists on the deathbed. They all start cramming then.

My father had died, and very swiftly, too, of cancer of the esophagus. He was 79. I am 61. In whatever kind of a ‚race‘ life may be, I have very abruptly become a finalist.

Colleges are like old-age homes, except for the fact that more people die in colleges.

By the time you’ve reached your sixties, you do know that one day you will die, and knowing that is at least the beginning of wisdom.

Men ought either to be indulged or utterly destroyed, for if you merely offend them they take vengeance, but if you injure them greatly they are unable to retaliate, so that the injury done to a man ought to be such that vengeance cannot be feared.

It is possible to provide security against other ills, but as far as death is concerned, we men live in a city without walls.

To walk through the ruined cities of Germany is to feel an actual doubt about the continuity of civilization.

From the middle of life onward, only he remains vitally alive who is ready to die with life.

The problem in defense is how far you can go without destroying from within what you are trying to defend from without.

To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.

We all know we have a finite period of time. I just feel if I’m going to be alive, I want to be challenged – to be as immortal as possible. The path to that isn’t an easy way, but it’s a rewarding way.

It’s not morbid to talk about death. Most people don’t worry about death, they worry about a bad death.

All diseases run into one, old age.

Previous generations understood about death, and undoubtedly would have seen a reasonable amount of death. Once you get into the Victorian era, you might well have seen the funerals of many of your siblings before you were very old.

We all gonna die eventually from something or other, but don’t be a wimp. Put up a good fight.

Death is a commingling of eternity with time; in the death of a good man, eternity is seen looking through time.

I’m sorry, it’s true. Having children really changes your view on these things. We’re born, we live for a brief instant, and we die. It’s been happening for a long time. Technology is not changing it much – if at all.

One has children in the expectation of dying before them. In fact, you want to make damn sure you die before them, just as you plant a tree or build a house knowing, hoping that it will outlive you. That’s how the human species has done as well as it has.

If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.

Every time I think that I’m getting old, and gradually going to the grave, something else happens.

In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o’clock in the morning, day after day.

It is natural to die as to be born.

From the dust of the earth, from the common elementary fund, the Creator has made Homo sapiens. From the same material he has made every other creature, however noxious and insignificant to us. They are earth-born companions and our fellow mortals.

The same ambition can destroy or save, and make a patriot as it makes a knave.

Wars based on principle are far more destructive… the attacker will not destroy that which he is after.

I look upon death to be as necessary to our constitution as sleep. We shall rise refreshed in the morning.