It's what's known as an origin myth. What happened to me? That's no myth.

We are all dying one by one. We all smell of mortality, and we can't wash it off.

If it means my death, I don't care, because even death will be a sort of freedom.

Death, he felt, was only a kind of warning rather than a desperate and permanent end.

Science ask facts and religion ask faith, humans are confused between life and death.

Dying should come easy:like a freight train youdon't hear whenyour back isturned.

My God, if I had a heart, I would write my hate on ice, and wait for the sun to show.

Some of us hover when we weep for the other who wasdying since the day they were born.

Some men die for lack of love…some die because of it. Think about it." - Daemon

My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death. One or the other of us has to go.

Yes, it's a well-known fact about you: you're like death, you take everything.

I've never wished a man dead, but I have read some obituaries with great pleasure.

God forgive me everything!’ she said, feeling the impossibility of struggling...

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?"He showed her his teeth. "Yes.

Still, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.