Someone Who Is Dying Quotes

It's inspirational to see someone who is dying smile.

Time rushes towards us with its hospital tray of infinitely varied narcotics, even while it is preparing us for its inevitably fatal operation.

Death is caused by swallowing small amounts of saliva over a long period of time.

Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.

One should die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly.

He who doesn't fear death dies only once.

All say, ‘how hard it is that we have to die’ -- a strange complaint to come from the mouths of those who have had to live.

To die proudly when it is no longer possible to live proudly. Death of one's own free choice, death at the proper time, with a clear head and with joyfulness, consummated in the midst of children and witnesses: so that an actual leave-taking is possible while he who is leaving is still there.

Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in children is increased by tales, so is the other.

I was learning that when you're with someone who is dying, you may need to celebrate the past, live the present, and mourn the future all at the same time.

It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.

Even death is not to be feared by one who has lived wisely.

Watching a peaceful death of a human being reminds us of a falling star; one of a million lights in a vast sky that flares up for a brief moment only to disappear into the endless night forever.

Life is better than death, I believe, if only because it is less boring, and because it has fresh peaches in it.

A man does not die of love or his liver or even of old age; he dies of being a man.

Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying.

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

Peace, in the sense of the absence of war, is of little value to someone who is dying of hunger or cold. It will not remove the pain of torture inflicted on a prisoner of conscience. It does not comfort those who have lost their loved ones in floods caused by senseless deforestation in a neighboring country. Peace can only last where human rights are respected, where the people are fed, and where individuals and nations are free.

Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead?

When he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night And pay no worship to the garish sun.

While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die.

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

The idea is to die young as late as possible.

Is death the last sleep? No, it is the last and final awakening.

The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time.

Someone has somewhere commented on the fact that millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.

We say that the hour of death cannot be forecast, but when we say this we imagine that hour as placed in an obscure and distant future. It never occurs to us that it has any connection with the day already begun or that death could arrive this same afternoon, this afternoon which is so certain and which has every hour filled in advance.