Novel & Cerita Humorous Quotes On Death

I swallowed in my dried mouth. “Oh! Fuck you!!… I thought you are completely dead!” She joked but I didn't fall for it. “Everyday of my life, I watched people laughing happily and joyfully, being loved by others. I've always known a saying 'what you give is what you get' but it's a lie... I’m better dead than alive”

“So I’d rather spend my time doing something that actually excites me.” “Okay, philosopher,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Fine. But don’t come crying to me when you get shot. And when you do die, I’ll make sure to drop a flower on your grave.” Lucas laughed, the sound rich and unbothered. “How do you know you won’t die before me?” I opened my mouth, then shut it, narrowing my eyes. “Touché,” I muttered, and he grinned like he had just won a game I didn’t even know we were playing.

“But I'm going to have to pass. Although 'I could die of embarrassment' is a common phrase, it's not actually an acceptable reason to die.” I realize that he is making a joke and I laugh. The tension eases somewhat but I still wish that the earth would swallow me whole and remove me from this situation. “I am so sorry. I ramble like a crazy person. You really just have to ignore me.” “You're fine. I don't mind being called 'hot' by pretty girls. I'll take it as a compliment.” I blush. I am trying to think of something to say when a thought occurs to you. “Hey. God of Death. That means-” I shake my head to clear it. “Could you help me?”

I ask and Blood suddenly laughs and Death’s face suddenly changes his expression. “F*ck you.” Death uttered to Blood. “Baby, don’t be like that.” Blood said and even hugged Death’s arm, but Death immediately pushed him and transferred on the chair besides me. “Don’t f*cking push me to my limit Blood, I will f*cking shoot you.” Death said, Blood stops himself from laughing and presses his lips together. “Will the two of you be my ship that will sail?” I said teasing and Death looks so funny how he really tried to say ‘no’ that made me laugh.

“If they did, they’d die of fear” “That’d be hilarious too”.

I wondered if he remembered anything at all. He scanned the room briefly, ignoring the questions that were thrown at him until his eyes reached mine. I saw a flicker of recognition in his gaze before he gave me a broad smile. “I guess I died,” he joked with a shrug. “I’m going to be known as the dude that beat death.” I couldn’t help but laugh; he had the same sense of humor that I remember so well. I would have run to him and hugged him, but I couldn’t get past all the doctors that surrounded him.

I asked you once, “Why do you want to die?” You turned to me, smiling, and said, “Why do you want to live?” I remember answering fast, like I already knew the truth. “Because life is wonderful.” You smiled. “I’ve been looking for someone who sees the beauty in life, and that person was beside me all along, annoying me every day.” You laughed. That laugh still haunts me. We brought you with us too, you know. You’re in an urn now — small, fragile. Sometimes I stare at it and end up laughing through tears, because I can’t believe that all of you could fit in something that small.

The idea of dying... it's like staring into a dark abyss, wondering what lies beyond. Am I ready for it? Is anyone ever truly prepared to let go of everything they know? It's as if life is this intricate tapestry, woven with memories, experiences, and dreams, and death is that final thread that could unravel it all. I've heard people say that death gives life meaning. That the inevitability of our mortality forces us to seize the fleeting moments and savor them. Is that why we laugh, love, and strive to make a mark? To counteract the impending darkness?

At this point Dr Sam lost all confidence in him. "May I ask what's funny Mr Alaric?" "You're just a very funny man Dr Sam. Many people try to be cautious in the face of death , but you, you're different. You walk like it's your compound. But that's fine, you should be free and completely say your kind before dying so you don't have any regrets. And to answer the question that certified your death, no Dr Sam, I do not have a mate."

“Hahaha! This bunch of idiots! They tortured their own comrades to death!” “It’s too beautiful! Look at the lifeless look on his face. It’s so comical, and it’s so satisfying!” “Comparing IQ with the Death Inquisitor? You guys are still far from that! Just wait for your death!” “Why do I feel like all of this was planned by the Death Inquisitor? They seem to have fallen into a trap.” “Who knows? Anyway, my IQ isn’t high enough. I just want to see what happens to them. The more miserable their deaths, the better. Anyway, I’m enjoying watching it now! Give me some gifts!”