Top 31 Death Passage Quotes
#1. If a man without a woman, as it says in a passage in the Talmud dear to the heart of Kafka, is not a man, then it is Amshel who became a man, even though on the point of death, but it is Franz who narrates this odyssey and teaches us how to become Amshel, how to become a man.
Claudio Magris
#2. Mr Ramsay, stumbling along a passage one dark morning, stretched his arms out, but Mrs Ramsay having died rather suddenly the night before, his arms, though stretched out, remained empty.
Virginia Woolf
#3. No Christian is abandoned at the moment of death. The angels are the ushers, and our passage to heaven is under their escort.
David Jeremiah
#4. It's funny how books can change you. You open up a book and one minute you are who you've always been, then you read some random passage and you become someone else.
Brian Joyce
#5. For though Death be a dark passage, it leads to immortality, and that is recompence enough for suffering of it.
William Penn
#6. He wore the memory of her embrace like armor, and though he knew it would not save his life, it would be all that was left to him to ease his passage into whatever lay beyond.
Andrew Levkoff
#7. Working with the dying is like being a midwife for this great rite of passage of death. Just as a midwife helps a being take their first breath, you help a being take their last breath.
Ram Dass
#8. [I'm concerned with] aesthetics and this idea of how the passage between life and death goes. I can visually present that by borrowing this Buddhist statue.
Hiroshi Sugimoto
#9. Death, in the Eastern tradition, was only a passage. What wasn't clear ... was toward what place, what reality, that passage led.
Roberto Bolano
#10. Because the passage of time becomes molasses when dealing with the death of a loved one. A month. A year. Two years. All the same.
Anne Frasier
#11. To be baptized means to make the passage with the people of Israel and with Jesus from slavery to freedom and from death to new life. It is a commitment to a life in and through Jesus.
Henri Nouwen
#12. If death is as horrible as is claimed, how is it that after the passage of a certain period of time we consider happy any being, friend or enemy, who has ceased to live?
Emil M. Cioran
#13. O harmless Death! whom still the valiant brave,
The wise expect, the sorrowful invite,
And all the good embrace, who know the grave
A short dark passage to eternal light.
William Davenant
#14. There is no unstoppable force but time, no impenetrable object except that which separates us from the past.
James Rozoff
#15. And the hermit's spirit detaches itself, ever so gently, and begins its lonely passage upward, to find its final resting place among the stars.
Eleanor Catton
#16. Death can be understood as the passage from one form to another, from a limited degree of life to another higher, freer one. It is wrong to assume that everything ends with death; what ends is only the temporary conditions in which people have lived on earth ...
Peter Deunov
#17. I really want Americans, and all of us, to be less afraid of death, and know that it's a passage, but that - don't go to the funeral before the day of the funeral.
Valerie Harper
#18. Life is an activity with which we kill time while we wait for something, someone, or the mere passage of time to kill us.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
#19. The cross stands at the heart of John's kingdom theology, which in this stunning passage is revealed as the heart of John's redemption theology, the vision of the love of God revealed in saving action in the death of his Son, the Lamb, the Messiah.
N. T. Wright
#20. Thus, a story concocted by Mark strictly for evangelistic purposes to shift the blame for Jesus's death away from Rome is stretched with the passage of time to the point of absurdity, becoming in the process the basis for two thousand years of Christian anti-Semitism.
Reza Aslan
#21. Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair,
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind,
All unseen can passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish'd himself the heaven's breath.
William Shakespeare
#22. Lights, bright enough to dilate her eyes. Horns, flaccid and come too late. Metal crumpling like tissue. The body was not in pain but only because the body was gone, elsewhere. Yes, Daniel thinks just after impact but before death, like that. The passage hadn't been as bad as he had thought.
Gabrielle Zevin
#23. His dying mind conjured up one last, reassuring thought.
In the end, don't we all come from dust anyway? We come from dust... and we end as dust.
The oh-so-short passage in between is the bit we call 'life'.
Everything ends eventually.
Everything.
Alex Scarrow
#24. The poets and philosophers I once loved had it wrong. Death does not come to us all, nor does the passage of time dim our memories and reduce our bodies to dust. Because while I was considered dead, and a headstone had been engraved with my name, in truth my life was just beginning.
Kevin Williamson
#25. The laws of Pluto's kingdom know small difference between king and cobbler, manager and call-boy; and, if haply your dates of life were conterminant, you are quietly taking your passage, cheek by cheek (O ignoble levelling of Death) with the shade of some recently departed candle-snuffer.
Charles Lamb
#26. He'd learned something. Life was booby-trapped and there was no easy passage through. You had to jump from colour to colour, from happiness to happiness. And all those possible explosions in between. It could be all over any time.
Rupert Thomson
#27. Death is acceptable only if it represents the physically necessary passage toward a union, the condition of a metamorphosis.
Pierre Teilhard De Chardin
#29. Man and the animals are merely a passage and channel for food, a tomb for other animals, a haven for the dead, giving life by the death of others, a coffer full of corruption.
Leonardo Da Vinci
#30. I've changed my ways a little, I cannot now
Run with you in the evenings along the shore,
Except in a kind of dream, and you, if you dream a moment,
You see me there.
Robinson Jeffers
#31. They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by little in their own time, turning into memories, mists from other days, until they were absorbed into oblivion.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
