The Little Prince Death Quotes Novels & Stories

she said, looking straight at the ocean. "At that ship, I thought I'd die in there. I thought it would be my grave but there you were rescuing us from such hopeless thinking." The old woman sat beside her on the rock. "He will come back since you said he will." "Muchie!" The Angel of Death calls his closest friend from a distance, waving his hands to get his attention. And when Muchie look his way he grins. "I have to speak to a hero! Can you water my spider lilies?"

A bittersweet smile tugged at my lips as memories of my own childhood came rushing back. “But I remember feeling so sad when the prince died in the end.” The moment the words slipped out, I realized my mistake. Nora froze with her snack halfway to her mouth. Her bright eyes darkened, as her face was filled with confusion. Slowly, her lower lip began to tremble. “Wait,” she whispered, her voice tiny and wavering. “So… you’re trying to tell me that the little prince dies in that novel?” Before I could answer, her eyes brimmed with tears. One fat drop rolled down her cheek, then another, until she was sobbing openly.

She broke the grass binding and unfolded the leaf, and there, written in charcoal mixed with crushed berries, was Ronan's last message. Lira, If you're reading this, I am dead. I hope I died well. I hope I died in a way that made you proud, or at least didn't make things harder than they already were. Clara used to say that a good death was the last gift a mentor could give their student. I never understood what she meant until I became a mentor myself.

"My little prince, sweet Gus." "He's very lucky to have you, ma'am," Nicolette said quietly. She had the most heartbreaking expression on her face, torn between melancholy and nostalgia. Before I could even think to ask, her face cleared, and she stood up a little straighter, a wobbling grin on her face.

“You mean the same Jace who’s obsessed with you? Yeah, sure. That makes sense.” I scoff, but before I can argue, he tilts his head, watching me with something close to amusement. Then, with perfect fucking timing, he quotes me. “‘Death is amazing. Until you’ve touched it, you have no idea how free it can be.’” My entire body stiffens. I pull back, staring at him as he grins. But he’s not done. “‘Death doesn’t scare me, Jace. And when someone doesn’t fear death, they have nothing to live for.’”

Life attracts death, princess "That's nonsense,"Elena snapped. "What's the connection . . ." she wasn't yet finish but the beast cut her shor "When the heavens blessed you with life, you too have an appointment of death "That couldn't answer my question "Yes it could. But, princess I must go. Death is coming. I am just a tiny particle of life "You must not be afraid of Raymond. He is a good man," Elena tried to convince it. But the beast refuse "Death is an ugly thing to anyone who don't want to die. He is a beautiful to those who are ready

I wasn’t frail but maybe compared to his powers, I was. “Do you actually have friends?” “I’ll pretend you didn’t just try to insult me. Things are about to change and this change could result in the death of someone you love.” Even though it wasn’t the first time Death had uttered those words to me, they never failed to chill my soul. “Who?”

" Judges, you must raise your hopes about the nature of death, and reflect on this truth that I am saying, which is that no evil befalls a righteous man by his death or by his life.. What happens to me is not a coincidence, for it is clear to me that my death now represents a liberation from my worries to something better... I do not hold a grudge against those of you who condemned me or accused me, for they did not accuse me or condemn me for a grudge, but rather because of their belief that this would harm me, and they are to blame for this intention... The time has come for me to leave and the time to live for you, but which of us will go better is unknown. " He said that to himself befor

I spoke. When his stare felt too intense for me, I went back to looking at my half-eaten food. “What’s your favourite quote?” I smirked at that one, “Kill first, die last.”

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?