dying quotes
I don't want to achieve immortality through my work I want to achieve it through not dying.
Art cannot hold its breath too long without dying.
We are essentially fragile.We don't have to wait for the sword or some other equally sensational weapon to strike us down There are so many ways of us dying it's astonishing any of us choose old age.
Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
But I'm dying now and done for, What on earth was all the fun for? I am ill and old and terrified and tight.
Asunknown, and yet well known; as dying, and, behold, we live; as chastened, and not killed; As sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.
The long habit of living indisposeth us for dying.
Good, to forgive; Best, to forget! Living, we fret; Dying, we live.
I think the dying prayat the last not please but thank you as a guest thanks his host at the door.
And, dying, bless the hand that gave the blow.
It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; Where there is sadness, joy. O divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek To be consoled as to console; To be understood as to understand; To be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
I used to have this terrible wish. I didn't mind dying as long as the rest of the world ground to a halt when I did.
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After dying has stopped the ears.
The wild God of the world is sometimes merciful to those That ask mercy, not often to the arrogant. You do not know him, you communal people, or you have forgotten him; Intemperate and savage, the hawk remembers him; Beautiful and wild, the hawks, and men that are dying, remember him.
It mattersnot howa mandies,but how helives.Theact of dying is not of importance, it lasts so short a time.
How alike are the groans of love to those of the dying.
Every moment of one's existence one isgrowing into more or retreating into less.One is always living a little more or dying a little bit.
And all the way that wild high crying, To cold his blood with the thought of dying.
On finirait par devenir fou, ou par mourir, si on ne pouvait pas pleurer. We would end by becoming crazy or by dying, if we could not cry.
Humanbeingstheygo on being bornand dying, dying and being born. It's kind of boring, isn't it?
Land is the only thing in the world worth working for, worth fighting for, worth dying for, because it's the only thing that lasts. It will come to you, this love of the land.
Nec species sua cuique manet, rerumque novatrix ex aliis alias reddit natura figuras. nec perit in toto quidquam, mihi credite, mundo, sed variat faciemque novat, nascique vocatur incipere esse aliud, quam quod fuit ante, morique, desinere illud idem. cum sint huc forsitan illa, haec translata illuc, summa tamen omnia constant. No species remains constant: that great renovator of matter Nature, endlessly fashions new forms from old: there's nothing in the whole universe that perishes, believe me; rather it renews and varies its substance. What we describe as birth isno morethan incipient change froma prior state, while dying is merely to quit it. Though the parts may be transported hither and thither, the sum of all matter is constant.
Continue morimur, ego dumhec scribo,tu dumleges, alii dum audient dumque non audient, ego quoque dumhec leges moriar, tu moreris dum hec scribo, ambo morimur, omnes morimur, semper morimur. We are dying continuously: I while I write this, you while you read it, others while they hear or do not hear it. I will be dying as you read this, you will be dying as I write it. Weare both dying, weareall dying, wearealways dying.
Dying, Is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
Here am I, dying of a hundred good symptoms.
L'ide e qu'on mourra est plus cruelle que mourir, mais moins que l'ide e qu'un autre est mort. The idea of dying is worse than dying itself, but less cruel than the idea that another has died.
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king.
'There is no terror, brotherToby, in its looks, but what it borrowsfromgroans and convulsionsand theblowing of noses, and the wiping away of tears with the bottoms ofcurtains, ina dying man'sroomStrip itofthese, what is it?''Tis better in battle than in bed,'said my uncle Toby.
Be it granted to me to behold you again in dying, Hills of home! and to hear again the call; Hear about the graves of the martyrs the peeweets crying, And hear no more at all.
If this is dying, then I don't think much of it.
The poem in the rock and The poem in the mind Are not one. It was in dying I tried to make them so.
I am dying, as I have lived, beyond my means.
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