13,737 Quotes About Death

I can't imagine it's easy to like someone, hate them, and then lose them before any of those feelings are resolved.

Hope could not outlast the breather. Love, however . . . Love was something not even death could conquer, because at the end of everything, even life, he was hers.

Dying is only one thing to be sad over. Living unhappily is something else.

Fairytales by nature only talk about the victors. The survivors. Nobody speaks about what happens to those who failed, except in the abstract: as cautionary tales to guide others onto the path to success. How many brave knights fell to the dragon before he was slayed by the noble prince? How many children burned to a crisp and eaten before the wicked witch received her due? These stories are lost, but the lesson behind them is not: it is not enough to be merely pure and good.

The knife will only hurt for a moment. Then your choice will be made, and it will all be over.

Our love was a two-person game. At least until one of us died, and the other became a murderer.


Fear can't be reasoned with. Neither can hate. They're like love. They're almost identical emotions.

I wonder if I'll ever have to decide which is worse, life as we're living or no life at all.

He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again.