Mortality Awareness Urgency

Table of Contents

• Acceptance of Mortality
• Living Fully in the Face of Death
• Humor and Irony in Death
• Fear and Avoidance of Death
• Death as a Motivator
• Death and Legacy
• Existential Reflection on Death
• Death and the Afterlife
• Death as Liberation or Escape
• Other

Acceptance of Mortality

The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.

I have discovered that mortality is a boon as well as a curse. Knowing that you will die makes you appreciate each day that you are alive.

Death is an inevitability, isn't it? You become more aware of that when you get to my age. I don't worry about it. I'm ready for it. When I go, I want to go doing what I do best. If I died tomorrow, I couldn't complain. It's been good.

I like to remind my friends frequently how short life is. This is the important message of death: not a day to waste, not a day to quarrel, not a day to brood upon yourself. This is not losing the joy of life; this is gaining the joy of life.

The years seem to rush by now, and I think of death as a fast approaching end of a journey-double and treble reason for loving as well as working while it is day.

There's nothing like impending death to rouse you from existential boredom.

I think mortality makes you live a fuller existence. When I was a kid I was scared of death, and maybe that's what made me desperate to get the most out of life.

I had gone through a near-death experience, and that gives you an insight into how fleeting life is, and what's important.

I have come to know that it [death] is an important thing to keep in mind - not to complain or to make melancholy, but simply because only with the honest knowledge that one day I will die I can ever truly begin to live.

If you stand right fronting and face to face to a fact, you will see the sun glimmer on both its surfaces, as if it were a cimeter, and feel its sweet edge dividing you through the heart and marrow, and so you will happily conclude your mortal career. Be it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business.

When you understand that you will die to-morrow, if not to-day, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So one goes on living, amusing oneself with hunting, with work - anything so as not think of death

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

Living Fully in the Face of Death

The more you die to self on daily basis, the more you enjoy life.

I enjoy the process of anything more than the results because the process is life and the result is death

How obtuse these nihilists are! Because I will die someday, does that mean I shouldn't enjoy my life now?

Death is our best motivator in life. The idea of dying or not seeing the sun tomorrow will keep you up on your toes.

When you are faced with the possibility of an early death, it makes you realize that life is worth living and that there are lots of things you want to do.

I like to remind my friends frequently how short life is. This is the important message of death: not a day to waste, not a day to quarrel, not a day to brood upon yourself. This is not losing the joy of life; this is gaining the joy of life.

I think mortality makes you live a fuller existence. When I was a kid I was scared of death, and maybe that's what made me desperate to get the most out of life.

I have come to know that it [death] is an important thing to keep in mind - not to complain or to make melancholy, but simply because only with the honest knowledge that one day I will die I can ever truly begin to live.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

I have discovered that mortality is a boon as well as a curse. Knowing that you will die makes you appreciate each day that you are alive.

When you understand that you will die to-morrow, if not to-day, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So one goes on living, amusing oneself with hunting, with work - anything so as not think of death

I think life is like a ham bone if you live it right. You enjoy it and then you bury it when you’re finished. If you don’t enjoy it and let it go to waste you still have to bury it, so you might as well savor everything you can.

If you stand right fronting and face to face to a fact, you will see the sun glimmer on both its surfaces, as if it were a cimeter, and feel its sweet edge dividing you through the heart and marrow, and so you will happily conclude your mortal career. Be it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business.

Humor and Irony in Death

Delaying death is one of my favorite hobbies

Death should take me while I am in the mood.

But spending your life concentrating on death is like watching a whole movie and thinking only about the credits that are going to roll at the end. It’s a mistake of emphasis.

So, what you’re basically telling me is death is boring but no worse than hanging out with family.

Lots of death, huh? Personally, I'm trying to avoid lots of death, but you guys have fun!

I live every day like I’m dying, but not in the fun way where you live life to the fullest; in the miserable way where you live it to the emptiest.

I don't mind dying... as long as I don't have to be there when it happens.

Sex and death are two things that come but once in my lifetime, but at least after death you're not nauseous.

What do I dislike about death? Must be the hours.

But to die of laughter--this, too, seems to me a great euthanasia.

If I was dead, I wouldn't know I was dead. That's the only thing I have against death. I want to enjoy my death.

They say that death kills you, But death doesn't kill you. Boredom and indifference kill you.

Death. It doesn't have to be boring.

Fear and Avoidance of Death

Possibility of enjoying life makes death feel terrible.

Let's try and avoid death in small doses, reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.Only a burning patience will leadto the attainment of a splendid happiness.

Is a long life such a good thing if it is lived in daily dread of death or in constant search for satisfaction in a tomorrow which never comes?

Do not desire a long life or an early death

Dying is to be avoided because it can ruin your whole career.

I hope I never have to use it. But if I do, it may make the difference between life and death for me and my family.

Dying is for fools. I'm proud of what I created. I exposed people to magic. I exposed people to things they would never see in their normal lives.

Death is like taking an intermission when you can't come back. I like living and being around.

What of it? If I die, I die. It will be no great loss to the world, and I am thoroughly bored with life. I am like a man yawning at a ball; the only reason he does not go home to bed is that his carriage has not arrived yet.

I believe that entertainment and amusements are the work of the Enemy to keep dying men from knowing they’re dying; and to keep enemies of God from remembering that they’re enemies.

Death as a Motivator

Death is our best motivator in life. The idea of dying or not seeing the sun tomorrow will keep you up on your toes.

When you are faced with the possibility of an early death, it makes you realize that life is worth living and that there are lots of things you want to do.

Anything that has to deal with our mortality is always going to be interesting to us. Life and death is always going to be something that draws our attention.

When one is young, aspiring to play for the country, doing well, any hindrance, like injury or being out of form, can be frustrating and a cause of annoyance or even anger. But once you have a close encounter with death, you realise the real value of life.

I think mortality makes you live a fuller existence. When I was a kid I was scared of death, and maybe that's what made me desperate to get the most out of life.

The years seem to rush by now, and I think of death as a fast approaching end of a journey-double and treble reason for loving as well as working while it is day.

I have come to know that it [death] is an important thing to keep in mind - not to complain or to make melancholy, but simply because only with the honest knowledge that one day I will die I can ever truly begin to live.

I had gone through a near-death experience, and that gives you an insight into how fleeting life is, and what's important.

I like to remind my friends frequently how short life is. This is the important message of death: not a day to waste, not a day to quarrel, not a day to brood upon yourself. This is not losing the joy of life; this is gaining the joy of life.

The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

There's nothing like impending death to rouse you from existential boredom.

Death and Legacy

All my life, I have taken satisfaction in finishing things in order that I may experience a sense of achievement, regardless of whether the thing was really worth achieving. ... Death, I suspect, will likely be unsatisfying because I will no longer be present to feel the achievement thereof.

The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.

The kind of death you should mourn over is the one that happen when you abort your potentials prematurely! Life without purpose is a tragedy!

To go peacefully in my sleep: that's the understandable wish of many, and I don't dispute the peaceful part. But to die and not be aware of it, not digest what's happening to you, not experience it, not glimpse the narrowed glare of the Reaper? That seems to me a stupendous deprivation and injustice. Next to being born, dying is the most important thing that ever happens to you.

How obtuse these nihilists are! Because I will die someday, does that mean I shouldn't enjoy my life now?

If you stand right fronting and face to face to a fact, you will see the sun glimmer on both its surfaces, as if it were a cimeter, and feel its sweet edge dividing you through the heart and marrow, and so you will happily conclude your mortal career. Be it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business.

As a well-spent day brings happy sleep, so a life well spent brings happy death.

I have discovered that mortality is a boon as well as a curse. Knowing that you will die makes you appreciate each day that you are alive.

What of it? If I die, I die. It will be no great loss to the world, and I am thoroughly bored with life. I am like a man yawning at a ball; the only reason he does not go home to bed is that his carriage has not arrived yet.

I've been doing extremely dangerous activities for a long time, but I've been lucky enough to have survived so far. However, sooner or later we all die... and, if that's the case, I want to die doing what I love to do the most. That's how I view death.

When one is young, aspiring to play for the country, doing well, any hindrance, like injury or being out of form, can be frustrating and a cause of annoyance or even anger. But once you have a close encounter with death, you realise the real value of life.

I have come to know that it [death] is an important thing to keep in mind - not to complain or to make melancholy, but simply because only with the honest knowledge that one day I will die I can ever truly begin to live.

Existential Reflection on Death

A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one from the innumerable instances where one would have experienced pain.

The only position that leaves me with no cognitive dissonance is atheism. It is not a creed. Death is certain, replacing both the siren-song of Paradise and the dread of Hell. Life on this earth, with all its mystery and beauty and pain, is then to be lived far more intensely: we stumble and get up, we are sad, confident, insecure, feel loneliness and joy and love. There is nothing more; but I want nothing more.

Having just enough life to enjoy being dead.

Anything that has to deal with our mortality is always going to be interesting to us. Life and death is always going to be something that draws our attention.

Reaching 50, I've started to conjure up thoughts of my own mortality.

I just don't do anything fun anymore. But, that's dying, isn't it? I mean, you die in stages, right? You let things go in pieces.

To die for the sake of dying - I prefer to die of passion than to die of boredom!

I think mortality makes you live a fuller existence. When I was a kid I was scared of death, and maybe that's what made me desperate to get the most out of life.

Death is present every day in our lives. It's not that I take pleasure in the morbid fascination of it, but it is a fact of life.

I have discovered that mortality is a boon as well as a curse. Knowing that you will die makes you appreciate each day that you are alive.

When you understand that you will die to-morrow, if not to-day, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So one goes on living, amusing oneself with hunting, with work - anything so as not think of death

The years seem to rush by now, and I think of death as a fast approaching end of a journey-double and treble reason for loving as well as working while it is day.

There's nothing like impending death to rouse you from existential boredom.

Death and the Afterlife

There are a lot of good things about dying. You are suddenly light and free and no longer afraid of death, sickness, judgement or religion; you don't have to grow up fated to replicate the lives of others.But for the most important advantage of death is knowing something when I want to know it. Kon fayakon. Piece of cake. If I want to be somewhere, I am, just like that.

I feel more alive now than I did while on earth. I am coming to terms with the notion that death is truly another word for opportunity.

If feels good to live after death. It feels good to not be dead. It feels so good to find myself alive and flying home. The music plays in my ears and I float further and further away from war. Fucking Baghdad.

Dying would be totally worth it if it meant meeting the loved ones who left this planet before we did.

Dying is like coming to the end of a long novel--you only regret it if the ride was enjoyable and left you wanting more.

I am absolutely enraptured by the atmosphere of a wreck. A dead ship is the house of a tremendous amount of life-fish and plants. The mixture of life and death is mysterious, even religious. There is the same sense of peace and mood that you feel on entering a cathedral.

I've liked life well enough, but I reckon I'll like death even better as soon as I've gotten used to the feel of it. ... I shouldn't be amazed to find it less lonely than life after I'm once safely settled.

I think dying is the ultimate high.

Death is like taking an intermission when you can't come back. I like living and being around.

I enjoy life. I think I'll enjoy death even more. Life is too confusing.

I believe that entertainment and amusements are the work of the Enemy to keep dying men from knowing they’re dying; and to keep enemies of God from remembering that they’re enemies.

They say that death kills you, But death doesn't kill you. Boredom and indifference kill you.

Death. It doesn't have to be boring.

Death as Liberation or Escape

Yes -- or rather, it's not so much that I want to die as that I'm tired of living.

The desire to die was my one and only concern; to it I have sacrificed everything, even death.

I hate what’s become of the world. Most of the humans do. There’s so much violence and blood and meaningless death. It’s not even the normal kind of death where your heart stops beating and your loved ones put you in a hole in the ground. A boring way to spend eternity, but if you are lucky, that’s what you’ll get.

You know how you sometimes have the most exhausting day and you can't wait to get home and fall into bed and sleep for hours? I feel that way about life. There are people out there who read books about vampires and they crave immortality, but sometimes I'm so thankful that at the end of it all, we get to sleep forever. No more pain. No more exhaustion. Death is the reward for having lived.

How stupid these nihilists are! Because I have to die someday, does that mean I shouldn't enjoy my life now?

I know that I might die but that seems a happier end than being without you and anyway it seems to me that looking in the face of hard things and still being able to move forward even when the end includes grave danger and the possibility of death is the mark of a man.

Is a long life such a good thing if it is lived in daily dread of death or in constant search for satisfaction in a tomorrow which never comes?

I doubt you would understand what it is like, to watch yourself die more and more each day, while birthing a whole new woman at the same time.

I've spent a lot of words on my own mortality.

I think of death these days as a companion I long to meet.

That Jem makes beautiful things and I destroy them. That it really ought to be me dying and not him. I mean, what's the point of living if you can't even enjoy it? Yet Jem enjoys all the life he's got. It's not fair.

I think dying is the ultimate high.

The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death. But who wants to die?

Other

Whether you like it or not, your life is passing away.

Enjoy the adventure, because that’s what it’s all about - the process, not the result. The ultimate result is death. The ultimate process is life. Fact.

There’s a saying, isn’t there, that when you’ve had a near death experience, all you want to do is have sex?

For my part, I should prefer death to hopeless bondage.

Dying is a dull, dreary affair. my advice is that you have nothing whatever to with it.

At least you’re still alive. The Theory of Three: Up, down, or the same. Happy, sad or indifferent. In this case, pleasure, pain or nothing at all: death.

It's all fun and games until somebody dies.

If death were to come, it would not rob me of enjoying the simple things in life,

If death were to come, it would not rob me of enjoying the simple things in life.

There's nothing like love or incumbent death to make you realize how many things you still want to do.

Frustration is not a good enough reason to stop trying…, death is.

Sleep is good, death is better; but of course, the best thing would to have never been born at all.

I make a new discovery that totally blows; dying is the easy part. It's coming back to life that sucks.

There's this parallel, perhaps less conscious desire, which is to numb myself to the world. To deal with the world tomorrow. Living is difficult. Dying is difficult.

No doubt, having developed the habit, out of idleness, of each day putting off my work until the day after, I thought that death could be dealt with in the same way.

If all that I know as being alive will end one day, shouldn't I be grateful that I still get to enjoy it now?

Why did I not die? More miserable than man ever was before, why did I not sink into forgetfulness and rest? Death snatches away many blooming children, the only hopes of their doting parents: how many brides and youthful lovers have been one day in the bloom of health and hope, and the next a prey for worms and the decay of the tomb! Of what materials was I made, that I could thus resist so many shocks, which, like the turning of the wheel, continually renewed the torture?

I have no interest in dying.But I have to. I have to care one day about things that don't matter to me.

If others living is entertainment for you, your death will be entertainment for many, the karma

I keep on dying, Because I love to live

To be content with death may be better than to desire it.

Nothing is so exhilarating in life as to be shot at with no result.

Having lost people when they were young, you feel intimately acquainted with mortality, I guess. Though I procrastinate worse than anybody.

I would hate the thought of dying full stop; Ive got to be honest with you.

the encounter with death is the great turning-point in the lives of those who live on.

I feel like this is more of an open, optimistic record, but there is a theme of mortality that floats through it. For me, I find myself being more obsessed with destinations and endings over the last couple years, even when something is going really well. I like the idea of having a love song about people dying rather than love songs about walking hand in hand down the sand.

I die pretty much every year. I find it amusing.

I like things that are just about to go. Everything's leaving. Death is never far away from me. When you make something, death can't help but be in it.

I think leaving [death] can be as joyous as - probably more joyous than - being born, because being born is very physically uncomfortable for the baby.

In that six months, so much happened that death seemed, primarily, inconvenient. The trial period was extended. I seem to keep extending it. There are many things to do. There are books to write and naps to take. There are movies to see and scrambled eggs to eat. Life is essentially trivial. You either decide you will take the trite business of life and give yourself the option of doing something really cool, or you decide you will opt for the Grand Epic of eating disorders and dedicate your life to being seriously trivial.

One idea I explore in my stand-up show is whether, if you try looking at the universe rationally and avoid coping mechanisms like mysticism or religion, you can still be happy knowing you are going to die after a brief time on this spinning ball.

... I started to die 36 hours before I was born, so dying was a way of life for me.

I never felt like dying was a good idea.

Someone once said that death is God's way of telling you to slow down. I do enjoy what I do, and the secret of my success is the willingness to grind work out.

My ultimate aim is to make euthanasia a positive experience.

Somebody said the prospect of eminent death has a wonderful clarifying effect on the mind. And I don't know if that's true, but I do think it probably causes some changes, some evolution in the way a person works. But on a day-by-day basis, I just still enjoy doing what I'm doing.

You know, I don't mind dying. The thing that pisses me off is that I won't get to be an old man. I was looking forward to that.

Dying is the most hellishly boresome experience in the world! Particularly when it entails dying of 'natural causes'.

I really don't mind dying because I figure I haven't wasted this life.

I really don't mind dying because I figure I haven't wasted this life. Up until my first book was published I had all this potential, people would say, and I screwed up. After it, I could say: No, I didn't screw up.

May you be satisfied to never know why-sometimes someone just wants to die.

What we put into every moment is all we have. You can drug yourself to death or you can smoke yourself to death or eat yourself to death, or you can do everything right and be healthy and then get hit by a car. Life is so great, such a neat thing, and yet all during it we have to face death, which can make you nuts and depressed.

Maybe it's just my own chronic morbidity and melancholia, but I really do think about it a great deal and quite often in the small hours of the night when, it is said, the greatest numbers of people die.

It's always, you know, a pleasant exercise to imagine my own death because then I'm so happy when I can stop.

Personally, I've always thought dying on vacation was the better way to go . . . I do have certain requests about my passing, though. I hope that if I die in a plane crash, it's coming FROM a vacation instead of heading TO. I know, it's a small consolation, but I'd have a tan and would look rested at my calling hours.

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