Yes, death, the hourly possibility of it, death is the sublimity of life.
Life hath more awe than death.
Life is worth Living Through every grain of it, From the foundations To the last edge Of the cornerstone, death.
Conscious man, to be sure, has at all times been keenly aware that life is an adventure, that life must, forever, be wrested from death.
Without Pentecost the Christ-event - the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus - remains imprisoned in history as something to remember, think about and reflect on. The Spirit of Jesus comes to dwell within us, so that we can become living Christs here and now.
When a man sees his end, he wants to know there was some purpose to his life.
Dying is a really hard way to learn about life.
Has it ever occurred to you that how we deal with death is at least as important as how we deal with life?
Do noble things, not dream them all day long: And so make Life, Death, and the vast Forever one grand, sweet song.
Death, when it approaches, ought not to take one by surprise. It should be part of the full expectancy of life. Without an ever-present sense of death life is insipid.
One wants to live, of course, indeed one only stays alive by virtue of the fear of death.
All our life is but a going out to the place of execution, to death.
Even the bold will fly when they see Death drawing in close enough to end their life.
They say that moving is one of the most stressful things in life. Death in the family is the second most stressful, and moving your dead spouse is the third.
Only comedians can talk about death, life, God and Virgin Mary. If I was a tragic actor, I couldn't allow myself. But with this accent I can do it. I can talk with death in person because I am a clown. Yes. And I am proud to be a clown - very much.
The wheel goes round and round and round forever. Pleasure, pain, birth and death, lifetime after lifetime, it is endless. All sentient beings experience this, the endless dance of life, the lila.
[Death is] the best asylum for pains and sorrows and troubles and the injustices of life.
What is our life but a succession of preludes to that unknown song whose first solemn note is sounded by death?
Life is the jailer of the soul in this filthy prison, and its only deliverer is death.
The great river-courses which have shaped the lives of men have hardly changed; and those other streams, the life-currents that ebb and flow in human hearts, pulsate to the same great needs, the same great loves and terrors. As our thought follows close in the slow wake of the dawn, we are impressed with the broad sameness of the human lot, which never alters in the main headings of its history--hunger and labour, seed-time and harvest, love and death.
Disease is not something personal and special, but only a manifestation of life under modified conditions, operating according to the same laws as apply to the living body at all times, from the first moment until death.
Capital punishment is our society's recognition of the sanctity of human life.
If there be light, then there is darkness; if cold, heat; if height, depth; if solid, fluid; if hard, soft; if rough, smooth; if calm, tempest; if prosperity, adversity; if life, death.
We cannot hope to die peacefully if our lives have been full of violence, or if our minds have mostly been agitated by emotions like anger, attachment, or fear. So if we wish to die well, we must learn how to live well: Hoping for a peaceful death, we must cultivate peace in our mind, and in our way of life.
The questions asked at the end of lie are very simple ones: Did I love well? Did I love the people around me, my community, the earth, in a deep way? And perhaps, Did I live fully? Did I offer myself to life?
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