Quotes About Dying Inside Novels & Stories

It is not that I have a television on my house, I I can't even afford any food let alone buying appliances. But that is one of the day when i was passing in a television shop. There are tons of it and just right in timing, I was on my way home and a voice caught my attention. He said those words... 'You live as a poor person who can't buy foods and necessities, you end up dying. You live as a rich person who have everything on his life you will still end up dying. Not because you are intelligence and genius you can be exempted in dying. Not because you have a great voice and a famous singer, you can have your way and entertain death to not go after you. Not because you are a super star yo

"Our country doesn't allow euthanasia." "I know. Take me somewhere that allows it. Big Brother, I don't want to forget you. If I don't die soon, I will forget all about you... You are all precious to me and the best thing that happened to me in this life... I would rather die than forget you." Elliot fell into silence.

cautiously but sharply I asked him. "I'm coming to introduce myself. I'm John." He smiled. "I'm coming to get you out of this room." Would he really kill me? "Before you kill your victims, do you introduce yourself to them?" I frowned fiercely. "Excuse me?" he asked me with a slight sneer. "You heard me very well! If you're going to kill me, do it here. And tell your cowardly boss, who couldn't kill me with his own hands, that I'll be waiting for him in Hell."

I was told to stand straight, to smile, to look the part of a proud Alpha-to-be. But all I could think about was dying. Not in the melodramatic sense. Not the kind of dying where you hope someone will come to save you at the last moment. I mean the quiet kind. The kind where you know you won’t make it out of the night alive, and there’s nothing you can do but wait. Because if Selena did know what I knew… then I was already dead.

Kyle turned to me and said, “There is your answer. Weren’t you wondering how I was so cool and indifferent even after hearing of death and a kidnapping?” “Oh” That was the only thing I managed to say as he elaborated. “Death is as constant as life. People around us are bound to die one day or the other. The sooner we accept that the better. These graves that you see…those were the people I used to know…care for…now they are no more…but I am above the ground and they are below. So, either I can grow strong and try to avoid any such further incidents or keep living in misery and sorrow.”

It is the first time anyone has ever said something like that to me. I walk over and sit down next to him, leaving a small space between us. “Smoking will kill you, you know,” I blurt out before I can even stop myself. “I know,” I ask, unable to stop the words from tumbling out. “Are you not scared of dying?” “ I don't see any reason to be afraid of death. Death is the ultimate peace,” I frown, trying to wrap my head around his words. Why won't anyone fear leaving the world behind?

Charlie nodded his head as he laughed and said disdainfully, “I have never believed that there could be a person who could be very courageous no matter what happens!” After that, Charlie looked at everyone who was kneeling in front of him, including Gibson, Gibson’s family, and Max before he said sharply, “I can be very responsible and I can tell you that today will be your death anniversary. None of you will live past today. However, there are many different ways to die. Some methods of death might be very painful and some methods of death might be very fast. Whether it is a fast or painful death would depend entirely on your own performance.”

We have an exclusive platform where you can put an end to your life and only elite people can watch it. My mouth was shut. If you have committed many sins, why don’t you do something good once in your life before you die? “Who is a bumbling fool to commit suicide in exchange for money?” I muttered to myself. Before the ads ended, I read a message that stuck in my brain. You, too, will die; why don’t you die with a purpose in life? A perfect grin arched on my lips. “Me. I’m a fool, so I’ll do this.”

"When I die, you don't have to visit the grave often. Because who you hug later is just a mound of dirt, and what you tell me I can't possibly hear. Just once a year, and later. And now, tell me anything, whatever, while I'm still here, with you." - Zarry Hendrik ***

“Dying should come with a disclaimer. deaths only solve part of the problem or the cause of the problem; the things they stir still remain.” My bitter laugh echoes in the space before tears flood my eyes. I can no longer disguise my hostility with laughter and crude jokes. With a quick sniffle, I continue before I lose my nerve. “So, couple of questions…you know, since you have time on your hands now and, let us face it, the rigour mortis has set in, so…can’t really hit me as good as you used to, can you?” A chuckle leaves me. Goddamn, why is my audience a bunch of dead people?