I wouldnt mind seeing opera die. Ever since I was a boy, I regarded opera as a ponderous anachronism, almost the equivalent of smoking.
I'd like to die with my boots on.
If matter mute and inanimate, though changed by the forces of Nature into a multitude of forms, can never die, will the spirit of man suffer annihilation when it has paid a brief visit, like a royal guest, to this tenement of clay?
Live and die in Aristotle's works.
The right to kill: supposing the life of X ... were linked with our own so that the two deaths had to be simultaneous, should we still wish him to die? If with our whole body and soul we desire life and if nevertheless without lying, we can reply 'yes'> then we have the right to kill.
Perhaps the best proof of the Almighty's existence is that we never know when we are to die.
Videogame players essentially choose whether to win the game or to die heroically. There's a certain glory in both.
Kerouac and I are not real at all. The only thing about a writer is that he has written, and not his so-called life. 'And we (will) all die and the stars will go out, one after another.
The best thing for a man to do is to be born and, being born, to die at once.
When belief in a god dies, the god dies.
Men die but an idea does not.
The interesting thing is, while we die of diseases of affluence from eating all these fatty meats, our poor brethren in the developing world die of diseases of poverty, because the land is not used now to grow food grain for their families.
When we die to something, something comes alive within us. If we die to self, charity comes alive; if we die to pride, service comes alive; if we die to lust, reverence for personality comes alive; if we die to anger, love comes alive.
If I couldn't laugh, I'd rather die.
I was no longer, if I had ever been, afraid to die: I was now afraid not to die.
To learn to die is an heroic work.
I was leftwing, I am leftwing, and I will die leftwing.
When a man dies, his secrets bond like crystals, like frost on a window. His last breath obscures the glass.
Nothing ever quite dies, it just comes back in a different form.
We're all going to die.
Why will we struggle to attain, and strive, When all we gain is but an empty dream?-- Better, unto my thinking, doth it seem To end it all and let who will survive; To find at last all beauty is but dust; That love and sorrow are the very same; That joy is only suffering's sweeter name; And sense is but the synonym of lust. Far better, yea, to me it seems to die; To set glad lips against the lips of Death-- The only thing God gives that comforteth, The only thing we do not find a lie.
When Death hath poured oblivion through my veins, And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie In that vast house, common to serfs and Thanes, I shall not die, I shall not utterly die, For beauty born of beauty-- that remains.
I do not want to die being known for doing baby mama DNA tests on my show.
I got this feeling I'm gonna die before I get old. I don't know why. I just have this feeling.
I am not self-destructive. I am not a person who wants to die.
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