Death Quotes

Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me ... Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful... that's what matters to me.

I do not fear death, in view of the fact that I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I was born, and had not suffered the slightest inconvenience from it.

We all die. The goal isn't to live forever, the goal is to create something that will.

Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love.

We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that death will tremble to take us.

Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young.

Thomas Edison's last words were 'It's very beautiful over there'. I don't know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's beautiful.

It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens.

To the well-organised mind, death is but the next great adventure.

It is the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain.

Don't think of it as dying, just think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush.

We're all human, aren't we? Every human life is worth the same, and worth saving.

Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.

The only regret I will have in dying is if it is not for love.

I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die.

You lot, you spend all your time thinking about dying. Like you’re going to get killed by eggs or beef or global warming or asteroids, but you never take time to imagine the impossible: Maybe you survive.

I wake up every morning at nine and grab for the morning paper. Then I look at the obituary page. If my name is not on it, I get up.

My favourite piece of information is that Branwell Bronte, brother of Emily and Charlotte, died standing up leaning against a mantelpiece, in order to prove it could be done.