Novel & Cerita Humorous Quotes On Death

Hopeless to call on Dean, it'd only distract him. You know how people say, you only know what you have when you lose it? I guess, it was then I appreciated the friendship with Dean. My life back on earth, everything. I could remember Dean licking ice cream for the first time as it fell on his shirt and he licked it. Said, nothing this delicious should go to waste. I laughed, but no sound came out. It was funny, being in front of death yet only happy memories I thought about. Life is funny like that, you only remember the best, when you're faced with the worst case scenario. You laugh out loud when you're dying, not because you're happy, but because death is comical.

This was the most bizarre night of my life. "Are you…I'm sorry…Are you asking me, if you sexed a demon so good, you killed them?" "You're laughing but a man died today," she said solemnly. "Your laughing but I felt a man cum and die." "I'm…you're right, my apologies. Well, if it's any consolation, knowing Zee, he was probably very honored to spend his last moments doing what he loved best. But, I wouldn't fret too much here. Knowing Zee he's probably very much alive elsewhere, and this was only a minor inconvenience for the man. He's probably laughing it up."

“You told me you quit after your friend died; don’t start again now, not while I’m here.” Alicia shook her head disappointedly, taking another sip from the bottle close to her. “Talk about a perfect definition of hypocrite.” “I'm actually serious about it,” it was her usual expression, something she did whenever she was dead serious about something. “Smokers are liable to die young.”

Nesryn looked right into my eyes. “Vivamus, moriendum est. A quote from your world which means — let us live, for we must die. When you know you’re gonna die, why don’t you live as you always wanted to? Yeah, maybe you will die sooner because you offend someone or you disobey someone, but you’ll be happy and grateful to yourself that even if for a second, you lived your life on your terms.” She cleared her throat, her voice slightly hoarse.

My mouth went dry and my legs were trembling badly. "Who are they, Nicolas? I'm scared. Will they kill us? I don't wanna die like this." I asked, out of breath. "Nonsense. Stop trembling. You think those bastards can touch you or kill us?" He chuckled. My mouth was hung open. "Are you laughing? Are you out of your mind? Death is standing in front of you and you're laughing?" I looked at him in disbelief. "Because I'm the death itself." He laughed like a madman.

Vomiting blood after trial dose. My mother bent over the phone with a sound that barely resembled crying. “She knew something was wrong.” The detective found the draft message next. It was addressed to Adrian. After tomorrow, the debt will be gone. Maybe this Christmas can finally feel like Christmas again. Adrian read it once, then again. Last Christmas, he had looked at the canned soup on our folding table and said there was no point pretending it felt like a holiday. I had remembered. Of course I had. I remembered everything he said.

It's funny how they say you can watch your whole life passing before your eyes at the time of death, but I didn’t feel anything. ‘It was nice meeting you’ BANG.

The men slowly lowered my body into the earth, wailing and continuing on until all I could see was white sky. “Goodbye, Life.” -THE END-

She lived from the heart, lived with every fiberShe hadn’t always done it, though. After her favorite people had done it, Helen too had given up life, as if it were a low-paid job. Death is a funny thing. When someone dies, the sun rises the next morning, as if nothing has happened, and punctually it sets again at night. Even though someone is dead, the train platforms are just as busy as before. Someone has died, and the people simply go on with their daily lives. They meet up with loved ones in the evening, and continue to complain about the coffee that burns their lips, the boss who won't give them a break, the partner who almost suffocates them with love.

I looked to my side where Eve sat but she didn't seem amused at all. I shrugged it off. Maybe it hadn't hit her yet. "Whenever I attend weddings, older people would approach me and say - Justin, you'll be next." "I just started saying the same thing to them at funerals." Justin said again and the crowd roared in laughter once more. Some people were even shedding tears already. It wasn't all that funny like they were taking it but it did make me laugh. However, Eve still kept her poker face. "If you burn a body at a crematorium, you're respectful but if you do the same at home, you're destroying evidence?... I hate double standards." Justin joked once more but Eve still didn't laugh.