Worked To Death Quotes

#1. How often the Presidency has simply meant that a man shall be abused, distrusted, and worked to death while he is filling the great office, and that he should drop into unmerited oblivion when he has left the White House ...

M. E. W. Sherwood

#2. The medication I had to take was a form of chemotherapy. You feel like death every day. No appetite. No energy. But the treatment worked. It cured my liver 80 per cent but compromised my kidneys.

Natalie Cole

#3. All over the world great writers were dying young: Italo Calvino, Raymond Carver, and now here was Angela wrestling with the Reaper. A fatwa was not the only way to die. There were older types of death sentence that still worked very well.

Salman Rushdie

#4. Perhaps the old view of 'Me breadwinner, you hausfrau' worked for our grandparents, when people obligingly popped off before boring each other to death, but it won't work any longer because we are living too long and divorce is needed today to do what death acomplished more economically before.

Merle Shain

#5. I've worked very hard to become comfortable with how death works and why it happens. I now know that death isn't out to get me.

Caitlin Doughty

#6. Tony Scott was one of the best directors I've ever worked with, and I was devastated when I heard about his death. He was a great guy with great energy. But this is a difficult business, and people's lives are sometimes difficult.

Christian Slater

#7. When the entire world is built on death and horror, when existence is a constant state of panic, it's hard to get worked up about any one thing. Specific fears have become irrelevant. We've replace them with a smothering blanket far worse.

Isaac Marion

#8. I know what it meant. I worked it out myself. I've been reading about it. It was a metaphorical death. Sometimes the cards speak in metaphors. It's me. I'm dead on the inside, I've felt it for a long time. As if I died and everything that's happening is someone else's strange and awful dream.

Kate Morton

#9. For the rest of the morning they worked quietly ad steadily, realizing that their contentment here at Uncle Monty's house did not erase their parents' death, not at all, but at least it made them feel better after feeling so sad, for so long.

Lemony Snicket

#10. I've worked in the prison system, on death row and maximum security. I did that work for six years. I've worked with some of the most difficult people in our society. Buddhism was accessible and helpful for these individuals.

Joan Halifax

#11. I wanted to thank Trent, but all I could do was give him a faint smile before I lost consciousness. Everything had worked flawlessly.
I had planned the perfect murder - my own.

Terry Lovett

#12. At all times it has not been the age, but individuals alone, who have worked for knowledge. It was the age which put Socrates to death by poison, the age which burnt Huss. The ages have always remained alike.

Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

#13. Probably the last man who knew how it worked had been tortured to death years before. Or as soon as it was installed. Killing the creator was a traditional method of patent protection.

Terry Pratchett

#14. I don't remember Romeo being this pushy with Juliet!".....He arched his eyebrows meaningfully. "And look at how that worked out for them. My way is better - less death, more orgasms.

Tillie Cole

#15. Whoever had coined the phrase, 'the customer is always right,' had clearly never worked in retail or customer service. And if they had, well, then they'd need to be hauled out into the street and beaten to death with plastic spoons.

William D. Arand

#16. I'm a very ordinary man who's worked and fed like everyone else. I'm no longer afraid of dying, but death doesn't seem to want anything to do with me, now that I can see no point in living. I'm afraid he's forgotten me.

Emile Zola

#17. There had been many such experiments when he worked in South Africa, in Vlakplaas, a notorious apartheid death camp.

Chris Abani

#18. How am I going to tell the kids? How do I tell the man that I love, the man that I swore I'd grow old with that we won't have that happy ending that he and I have worked so hard for? How do I say goodbye to all of you? How do I let go?

Nicole Ireland

#19. The world begins anew with every birth, my father used to say. He forgot to say, with every death it ends. Or did not think he needed to. Because for a goodly part of his life he worked in a graveyard.

Sebastian Barry

#20. When I was on a major label I felt obliged to say yes to every interview, tour and whatever else. The label is always telling you, 'This ain't going to last,' so I worked myself half to death. I learnt from that and I like to pace myself now.

Adam Ant

#21. My father was a man of love. He always loved me to death. He worked hard in the fields, but my father never hit me. Never. I don't ever remember a really cross, unkind word from my father.

Johnny Cash

#22. While I fielded holiday news requests and worked on my end of year expense reports, the Angel of Death sat opposite my desk and played Angry Birds on his cell phone.

Elicia Hyder

#23. While the builders worked on the cottage, Hugh lived in what used to be the stable but was later converted into a guesthouse, the kind you'd have if you wanted to either discourage guests or contain them in one spot while slowly depressing them to death.

David Sedaris

#24. I thought of all that worked dark pits
Of war, and died
Digging the rock where Death reputes
Peace lies indeed.

Wilfred Owen

#25. She did not move. Nor did she scream or faint; her only actions were to draw back the hem of her dress from where it brushed the shiny dome of his skull and to breathe deeply, several times, with her eyes shut. Her father had taught her this as a remedy for panic. He had taught her well; it worked.

Philip Pullman

#26. I worked with two young women translators. One died and the other received a death threat from the Taliban.

Eliza Griswold

#27. They'd peck themselves to death, rather than quit. Who knew what worked? I

Margaret Atwood

#28. Death was a change of status. You definitely changed. Why was that such a problem? Why did everyone get so worked up about something as natural as a tulip closing for the night? It would open again, some way, in some form, somewhere.

Warren Goldie

#29. He could barely stand, the Captain, but he kept on going. Shukhov had an old horse like that at home once. He took good care of that old horse, but he worked himself to death. And then they skinned the hide off him.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

#30. Look: Words did not frighten my father. They scared the shit out of me. I almost couldn't believe I'd worked up the guts to ask the question and not choke to death in the process. But words were the atoms in my father's universe, and he was their destroyer and their creator.

Andrew Smith

#31. My father ran a corner drug store where he worked night and day, seven days a week, until he died of a stroke. He literally worked himself to death.

R. T. Rybak

#32. I'm the kind of person who becomes silent when I get scared, because I hope Death will not notice me if I am very still and very quiet. It has worked well so far.

Mindy Kaling

#33. It seemed bleakly ironic to me that someone who craved, deserved and had worked so hard to earn a tragic, early death appeared to be doomed to live forever.

Mishka Shubaly

#34. Chronology of any event worked best in obituaries. It had no place in the world of sentiment, where memories, ideas and assumptions co-existed side by side.

Noorilhuda