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Death Quotes (page 50)

Mary Oliver quote: "I feel the terror of idleness, like a red thirst. Death isn't..."
I feel the terror of idleness, like a red thirst. Death isn't just an idea. Mary Oliver
Warmblood now a bloodborne death, Will rob your body of it's breath. Mark your skin and seal your fate The Underland becomes a plate Suzanne Collins
Steven Wright quote: "What happens if you get scared half to death twice?"
What happens if you get scared half to death twice? Steven Wright
You can not die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death. Laurell K. Hamilton
You teach me now how cruel you've been - cruel and false. Why did you despise me? Why did you betray your own heart, Cathy? I have not one word of comfort. You deserve this. You have killed yourself. Yes, you may kiss me, and cry; and wring out my kisses and tears: they'll blight you - they'll damn you. You loved me - what right had you to leave me? What right - answer me - for the poor fancy you felt for Linton? Because misery, and degradation, and death, and nothing that God or Satan could... Emily Bronte
Mark Millar quote: "She was like John Rambo meets Polly Pocket; Dakota Fanning..."
She was like John Rambo meets Polly Pocket; Dakota Fanning crossed with Death Wish 4. Mark Millar
I DON'T CARE!" Harry yelled at them, snatching up a lunascope and throwing it into the fireplace. "I'VE HAD ENOUGH, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH, I WANT OUT, I WANT IT TO END, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"You do care," said Dumbledore. He had not flinched or made a single move to stop Harry demolishing his office. His expression was calm, almost detached. "You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it. J. K. Rowling
It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death."Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake- Suzanne Collins
accidental shooting death, they argue, are just part of the price we pay for freedom ... and besides, that sort of thing would never happen to me; I'm too cool-headed. Stephen King
He looks at Mama out of the corner of his eye, again surprised by how little she is. As if all of her life has been a slow process of shrinkage. But just what is that shrinkage? Is it the real shrinkage of a person abandoning his adult dimensions and starting on the long journey through old age and death toward distances where there is only a nothingness without dimension? Milan Kundera
I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there unable to decide the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they popped to the ground at my feet. Sylvia Plath
Hans Christian Andersen quote: "She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart."
She laughed and danced with the thought of death in her heart. Hans Christian Andersen
I swear I will never mention love or death inside a house, And I swear I never will translate myself at all, only to him or her who privately stays with me in the open air. Walt Whitman
Oh, that that old man in Westmoreland would die and be gathered to his fathers, now that he was full of years and ripe for the sickle! But there was no sign of death about the old man. Anthony Trollope
He went up to his room like a man who has been condemned to death. His mind was completely empty, and he was quite incapable of filling it with anything; but with his whole being he suddenly felt that he no longer possessed any freedom of thought or of will, and that everything had suddenly been decided once and for all. Fyodor Dostoevsky

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