When the star dies, Its eye closes; tired of watching, It flies back to its first bright dream.

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.

It doesn't matter how much his mother loves him; love is not enough to keep any of us alive.

I'm going to die. And as if that weren't bad enough, I'm going to die inside a cake.

Morire biologicamente, è il perfezionarsi di uno stato in cui ci troviamo già ora.

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.

It was an indulgence, learning last words. Other people had chocolate; I had dying declarations.

In the end, all you want is someone to long for you when it comes time to put you in the ground.

But death was her curse and her gift, and death had been her good friend these long, long years.

The idea that all souls are mortal is the only notion surely terminating love and all its forms.

Death is the only equality guaranteed in life. A poor man will die just as surely as a rich man.

Everything worthwhile ends. We are in the perpetual process now: creation, maturation, cessation.

I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

When he said to give him the sword, I don’t think he meant for you to stick it in his guts.

How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis.