Top 29 Quotes About Poetic Death
#3. We divert our attention from disease and death as much as we can; the slaughterhouses are huddled out of sight and never mentioned, so that the world we recognize officially in literature and in society is a poetic fiction far handsomer, cleaner and better than the world that really is.
William James
#4. What impels every man to the utmost exertion in the service of his fellow man. Is, in the market not compulsion on the part of gendarmes, hangmen and penal courts, it is self interest.
Ludwig Von Mises
#5. Sorrow is not itself evidence of maladjustment but of the adjustment process itself.
Germaine Greer
#6. They are paper cutouts rather than people, Pram thought. They are shadows with black dots for eyes and grim lines for mouths. They almost resemble the dead, but not quite.
Lauren DeStefano
#7. A million dollars in the presidential election is a spit in the ocean. It's not a lot of money.
Kenneth Langone
#8. She wished that when her heart was beating double, she could give one of those hearts to him and then press her ear to his chest and feel it beating.
Lauren DeStefano
#9. In the midst of a foggy field, the answers are hidden But the impossible journey deems them forbidden. The Reaper of Death, the Angel of Life. They walk together in day and night.
Jessica Sorensen
#10. Winners are convinced they will finish first. The others hope to finish first.
Lanny Bassham
#11. In the end it wasn't death or terror that shattered them. It was someone else's love. How poetic.
Kelsey Sutton
#12. Wherever she sought solitude, she was never alone. Suddenly that wasn't a bad thing. There was safety in numbers greater than one and sanity in knowing that everyone healed. If everyone has scars, there are two choices. Bleed to death slowly or stitch yourself together.
Nicki Salcedo
#13. How stark everything became, at the end, all the wishes for one's children distilled by the world's swift cruelty into the desperate hope that death would take them fast.
Justin Cronin
#14. Anyone can stop a man's life, but no one his death; a thousand doors open on to it.
Seneca The Younger
#15. Every time you see a black romance, it's over-the-top. There always has to be extreme hostility between the sexes. He has to cheat. She has to show him how independently strong she is, not just as a woman but as a black woman.
Bernie Mac
#16. I know that we live after death and again and again, not in the memory of our children, or as a mulch for trees and flowers, however poetic that may be, but looking passionately and egocentrically out of our eyes.
Brenda Ueland
#17. Pram wasn't told the story of her birth. But even as a very small girl, she felt deep in her chest that she was alive and dead at the same time.
Lauren DeStefano
#18. I liked Jim Morrison a lot as a person. He was this very poetic character, and death was always on his mind. And it showed up in his songs - I mean, almost every song he wrote had something to do with dying. He was an American treasure that went way too soon.
Alice Cooper
#19. I do select a soundtrack for each of my subjects and again my assistants you know they make fun of me because that is more important to me than the lighting, which I just do in a minute right before, but I spend a long time on the soundtracks.
Carol Friedman
#20. Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death seems an impossible destination.
Lauren DeStefano
#21. In the fall, she knew it was Death who sweetened the apples.
Martine Leavitt
#22. Correct. The male instinct is to cheat. You need to overcome it.'
'Women accept it as long as you don't embarrass them with it. Look at France.
Graeme Simsion
#23. What is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
Kahlil Gibran
#24. The picture of me is nearly finished, and I think it is magnificent. The green and blue of the dress is splendid, and the expression as Lady Macbeth holds the crown over her head is quite wonderful.
Ellen Terry
#25. He was outwardly calm but inwardly bleeding to death.
Matthew Pearl
#26. Do not wander in the deeps,
Where the Shriker's shadow creeps.
When he rises from beneath,
Beware the Sharpness of his teeth.
Janet Lee Carey
#27. She knew that the dead hid pieces of themselves in the world. They buried organs in the living. They stuffed memories into trees and clouds and other innocuous things.
Lauren DeStefano
#28. He was now working his way through the many shades of grief. Sadness made everything gray, he'd learned, but there were different types of gray, some darker than others. There were dark spots in his memories he wasn't brave enough to enter.
Lauren DeStefano
#29. Forever's a long time." Trent's arms squeeze around me. "Forever's not long enough when it's with you.
K.A. Tucker
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