The line between grief and guilt is a thin one. Sometimes death is preferable to the agony of life.
No one can outwit death.
Let me die a hero! That’s the man I want you to remember.
I won’t die for this city. This city will die for me.
I think my mother’s death is the best thing to have happened to me since, well, my father’s death.
Good people are the first ones to die.
Dying is simple. It all just stops. You’re dead. The people around you dying, that’s the hard part.
Death isn’t only about the destruction of the body. Sometimes, just like that, you extinguish one self and another is born. But every birth is violent and there’s no death without pain.
Death is so final, whereas life… ah, life is full of possibilities.
What kind of God creates a world where monsters thrive, beauty and purity is rewarded with poverty and death?
What is death? What is this thing we all share? Rabbits, birds, horses, trees, everyone I love and everyone who loves me. Even stars die, and we know absolutely nothing of it.
To be beautiful is to be almost dead.
