Top 73 Died Yet Quotes
#1. You spend your whole life grieving for those who haven't died yet.
Orson Scott Card
#2. The best definition of an immortal is someone who hasn't died yet.
Tom Holt
#3. after a man reaches ninety-five and hasn't died yet, the people around him become lulled into believing that he never will.
Hope Jahren
#4. Dave? This is John."
"What are you-"
Alive?
"-in an ambulance or something?"
"Yes and no. Are you still at the police station?"
"Yeah. We were both-"
"Have I died yet?
David Wong
#5. Truly," remarked Nandi as we entered a darkened tunnel, "it is amazing that you have not died yet, mistress." "Well, hang in there. The night is young.
Richelle Mead
#6. It's a good thing to be old. Because when you get older, that means you haven't died yet, right? And when I do get older, I want to have the grace to be proud of it, not to lie about it or try to fight it.
Penelope Cruz
#7. Charles was most comfortable by himself or, if that wasn't possible, with his pack in the wild. Talking for hours in a crowded auditorium was not on any list of things he enjoyed - or things he was good at. At least no one had died. Yet.
Patricia Briggs
#8. No one knows where he who invented the plow was born, nor where he died; yet he has done more for humanity than the whole race of heroes who have drenched the earth with blood and whose deeds have been handed down with a precision proportionate only to the mischief they wrought.
Charles Caleb Colton
#9. I used to say why save money if I'll die tomorrow, I haven't died yet and I have nothing to survive on
Bangambiki Habyarimana
#10. But then you hear that he can't hear you, you see that he can't see you. You are not here
and you haven't even died yet. You see yourself through his eyes, as The Generic Woman, the skirted symbol on the ladies' room door.
Melissa Bank
#11. I make chicks consider themselves widows whose husbands ain't even died yet.
Chino XL
#13. It was after lunch, and no one had died yet, so I took that as a good sign.
Susan Kaye Quinn
#14. He won't say no, but who cares if he does? Do it. Hell, guys go through this every time they make a move on a woman, and none of them has died yet. In many cases, that is, of course, unfortunate, but rejection is definitely not lethal. Go get him.
Jennifer Crusie
#15. You hit a certain age, and you haven't died yet, and you become an elder statesman. I think I get a lot of applause because I'm not keeling over.
Alan Arkin
#16. What is this?" demanded the High Priestess from the doorway.
So here she was, back in the Hall of Judgment, facing a circle of priestesses.
Again? said Juliet. You do not have the wisest habits.
At least I haven't died yet, said Runajo.
Rosamund Hodge
#17. The only way to find out if you're immortal is to make it to the end of time and look around to see if you're still alive. Until you've done that, all you know is that you haven't died yet.
John Patrick Lowrie
#18. The dead once lived but the living have not yet died...
Daniel Waters
#19. He saw all these forms and faces in a thousand relationships become newly born. Each one was mortal, a passionate, painful example of all that is transitory. Yet none of them died, they only changed, were always reborn, continually had a new face: only time stood between one face and another.
Hermann Hesse
#20. Had they sensed that there were ghosts? That despite it being brand new and unspoilt, and despite no one having died in a car accident or a plane crash yet, there were ghosts.
Jo Nesbo
#21. Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.
George W. Bush
#22. While I have felt lonely many times in my life, the oddest feeling of all was after my mother, Lucille, died. My father had already died, but I always had some attachment to our big family while she was alive. It seems strange to say now that I felt so lonely, yet I did.
Bill Murray
#24. I was horribly self-conscious; I wanted everybody to look at me and think me the most fascinating creature in the world, and yet I died a small hideous death if I saw even one person throw a casual glance at me.
Mary Francis Kennedy Fisher
#25. But God demonstrates His own love toward us, in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us (Rom. 5:8).
Charles F. Stanley
#26. I am not given to superstition, yet there are certain places in old Asian countries where human beings have been born and have lived and died for so many generations that the very earth is saturated with their flesh and the air seems crowded with their continuing presence.
Pearl S. Buck
#27. Nobody ever died of discomfort, yet living in the name of comfort has killed more ideas, more opportunities, more actions, and more growth than everything else combined. Comfort kills!
T. Harv Eker
#28. When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep. So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep.
William Blake
#29. Trust me? I held my breath for her answer. She had every reason not to trust me. I'd been her kidnapper, her captor, yet I'd rather have died than hurt a single hair on her head.
Alex Flinn
#30. I know not whether, in the eyes of the world, a brilliant death is not preferred to an obscure life of rectitude. Most men are remembered as they died, and not as they lived. We gaze with admiration upon the glories of the setting sun, yet scarcely bestow a passing glance upon its noonday splendor.
Davy Crockett
#31. When Coltrane died, a void appeared in this music that has not been filled yet. He maintained a forward motion in his work and did not look back.
Bill Dixon
#32. Boxing was on the one hand barbaric, unconscionable, out of place in modern society. But then, so are war, racism, poverty, and pro football. Men died boxing, yet there was nobility in defending oneself.
Ralph Wiley
#33. Let's learn to live!
Then there is no death,
save the transition, when desired.
Many live who have never died as yet.
Edgar Cayce
#34. My personal missteps - how many Americans have died as a result of that? None. Other than my family, how many victims were there? None. And yet, in refusing to engage in a responsible debate about Iraq, how many Americans died? Thousands. And America seems to have no problem with that.
Scott Ritter
#35. When my brother called to inform me, on the morning of May 22, 2003, that our mother Caroline Oates had died suddenly of a stroke, it was a shock from which, in a way, I have yet to recover.
Joyce Carol Oates
#36. I'd say James Dean is someone that's really inspired me. Just the fact that he did only three movies before he died at such a young age, and yet everyone knows who he is. It really blows my mind.
Tye Sheridan
#37. I was not born for death and yet I have died a thousand times, he thought. And now I am born again for these hard times.
Kathryn Lasky
#38. Time rushes by and yet time is frozen. Funny how we get so exact about time at the end of life and at its beginning. She died at 6:08 or 3:46, we say, or the baby was born at 4:02. But in between we slosh through huge swatches of time
weeks, months, years, decades even.
Helen Prejean
#39. My father died many years ago, and yet when something special happens to me, I talk to him secretly not really knowing whether he hears, but it makes me feel better to half believe it.
Natasha Josefowitz
#40. In all fields of creativity you see the result of work that has become habit. Where the creative impulse has become flaccid or has died out altogether, and yet because it is our work and our life we continue to do it.
Daniel Day-Lewis
#41. Each year, humanity died a little more. ChronoCom's charter was to fight that decline, yet things had never gotten better. Every year, there was a little less power to utilize. People went hungry a little longer. Lived lives a little harder. They were losing this war.
Wesley Chu
#42. No one ever died of love yet, said the prioress with a savage bitterness.
W. Somerset Maugham
#43. People died of carelessness, of corruption, of abuse, and yet, in every round of voting, gave their enthusiastic approval to the politicians who made their life unbearable.
Elena Ferrante
#44. Yet there is nothing so vulgar left in our present cultural experience for which some professor cannot be found somewhere to justify it. Reason has died.
Ravi Zacharias
#45. All adventurers came to grief. Perhaps they had not been able to make the transition, to alchemize the life of the mind into the life of the senses. They died when their minds were overpowered by nature, yet they did not hesitate to dilute it in alcohol.
Anais Nin
#46. He was a living dead man. According to official records he had died, not once, but twice. yet he still breathed
Matt Hilton
#47. When the light that kisses the back of her eyes were birthed, her ancestors were not yet born. How many human lives have ended in the time it took that light to reach her?
How many people have loved only to have lost? How countless, the hopes that have died?
But not this one.
Amie Kaufman
#48. Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire of his testing, for after the space of three years he died. And he who came after him ruled evilly.
Oscar Wilde
#49. Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.
Stevie Smith
#50. I hope he died of intestinal cancer in a part of the world where morphine is as of yet undiscovered.
Stephen King
#51. Upon that foreign soil he chose
Died he! For ever laid
Low, in the kindly shade,
He left behind no tearless grief,
No measured mourning, dull and brief,
These eyes are wet
With weeping yet,
Nor know I how to find relief."
Antigone
Sophocles
#52. I sang and sang, until I died. And Sarren gave me a new purpose, a new song. But the requiem isn't over yet.
Julie Kagawa
#53. Before she had died she had been young, like him, and not yet been onced by life. Today
Ali Smith
#54. I have seen a thousand graves opened, and always perceived that whatever was gone, the teeth and hair remained of those who had died with them. Is not this odd? They go the very first things in youth and yet last the longest in the dust.
Lord Byron
#55. In the cool weak light the nightflames all had died, and the silent streets echoed death and desolation. Worlorn's day. Yet it was twilight.
George R R Martin
#56. Searching for fish, cook them, eat them. They're gone. Yet, writing is never gone although the writer died.
Pilo Poly
#57. In families there is always the mythology. My father died when my kids were quite young still, and yet they still tell his stories. That is how a person lives on.
Jessica Lange
#58. When Lytle was born, the Wright Brothers had not yet achieved a working design. When he died, Voyager 2 was exiting the solar system. What does one do with the coexistence of those details in a lifetime's view? It weighed on him.
John Jeremiah Sullivan
#59. Christ loved me enough to die for me while I was yet His enemy. If God had waited for me to learn to love Him before He died, I would never have been saved. I knew that with my head, but when I met someone who behaved in such a completely Christlike way, I was amazed. - Helen Roseveare
Noel Piper
#60. A hundred men, women and children died on that voyage and were dropped over the side; and some of the captives who were dropped over the side had not yet died, but the green chill of the ocean cooled their final fever and they went down flailing, choking, lost.
Neil Gaiman
#61. A soprano in Massenet's Don Quixote complained that she had missed her entry in the aria, "because Mr. Challiapin always dies too soon." "Madam, you must be profoundly in error," said Sir Thomas, "No operatic star has yet died half soon enough for me."
Thomas Beecham
#62. Consider any year, that has been so unfruitful that many thousands have died of hunger; and yet if, at the end of that year, a survey was made of the granaries of all the rich men that have hoarded up the corn, it would be found that there was enough among them to have prevented all that consumption
Thomas More
#63. Those early days in Paris were nearly forty years behind him and yet, in the final pages he writes of Hadley, I wished I had died before I ever loved anyone but her.
Paula McLain
#64. Arminians pretend, very speciously, that Christ died for all men, yet, in effect, they make him die for no one man at all.
John Owen
#65. IT is mere coincidence that Cooper was born in the year which produced The Power of Sympathy and that when he died Uncle Tom's Cabin was passing through its serial stage, and yet the limits of his life mark almost exactly the first great period of American fiction.
Carl Clinton Van Doren
#67. The crowed that had so loved Octavian while he yet lived cheered ever so more loudly as he died.
Sean-Michael Argo
#68. People may hope that the meat they buy came from an animal who died without pain, but they do not really want to know about it. Yet those who, by their purchases, require animals to be killed do not deserve to be shielded from this or any other aspect of the production of the meat they buy.
Peter Singer
#69. And yet neither the bishops nor canons care how the poor people live or die, for whom nevertheless Christ has died, and who are not permitted to hear Him speak with them as the true Shepherd with His sheep.
Martin Luther
#70. We profess to be strangers and pilgrims, seeking after a country of our own, yet we settle down in the most un-stranger-like fashion, exactly as if we were quite at home and meant to stay as long as we could. I don't wonder apostolic miracles have died. Apostolic living certainly has.
Amy Carmichael
#71. When I had forgotten God, yet I then found He had not forgotten me. Even then He did by His Spirit apply the merits of the great atonement to my soul, by telling me that Christ died for me.
Susanna Wesley
#72. Tell my daughter Elizabeth
no! Tell all my daughters, everywhere, in all the ages yet to come. Tell them how I died, and why. And tell them to remember this: the future is unwritten. Know your rights.
Philippa Gregory
#73. An eerie atmosphere leeched from the soot-damaged walls. It was as if the house had died, and yet she felt she belonged here. It was as if the old place wanted to claim her from the grave.
Sara Sheridan
