85 Quotes About Plague

The people once knew it by many titles. They saw it when the malformed crawled out of their mother’s wombs. When the ravens flew into the windows. When the cows could not produce milk and when the diseases spread. Its face had always been there. During the pestilence of the Black Plague, and its presence felt in the beds of the sweating sickness. Among the frightened royalty of the species, it appeared in their bed covers as they gasped their final moments covered in pustules and sores.

With The Dread, first kiss was the beginning. Second kiss was the end.

The addiction to our mobiles may insidiously unlock evil actions by helplessly surrendering to the plague of blatant indifference, arrogant inattention, and flighty bee-lining and sophisticated acts of revenge. Smartphones may unstitch positive points in our lives and incidentally enchant us by instant selfies but, with some, they might inexorably trigger off shabby and despicable practices. ("Even if the world goes down, my mobile will save me" )

Dziś zresztą role nasze się zmieniają. Wasza żarłoczna Europa zdycha, jak klacz, która złamała nogę przed ostatnią przeszkodą. Zdycha, nie zdążywszy pożreć wszystkiego, ze zdławionym od zbytniej łapczywości przełykiem. Nie jest to przypadek, że zarazą, która ją dobija, jest dżuma, nasza stara azjatycka znajoma.

Each day the pair would meet at 2pm at the exact halfway point between the villages and stand a hundred yards apart, staring longingly at each other, yearning for the time when the pestilence would pass.

Caine met Diana's disbelieving gaze and laughed aloud."Why so gloomy? Doesn't every little girl want to grow up to be a queen?""Princess," Diana said."So, you got a promotion," Caine said.

His smile is infectious. But again, so was the plague.

It was as if everyone in the whole world had departed, leaving me alone in it, and I thought this must be what Hell is like. Not hot and full of pain and confusion, but cool and grey and empty, where you are shut out of everywhere, yet cannot leave.

You're staring," Lana said."Yes. I am. I'm a teenage boy. Beautiful girls in wet underwear have a tendency to cause staring in teenage boys.