I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my knees.— Emiliano Zapata
Almighty Someone Dying quotations
Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
Jesus didn't wait until we got better to die for us.
He died when we were in our most unlovely state. The person who doesn't deserve love actually needs love more, not less. If you know someone unworthy of love, that's great! You now have a chance to emulate Christ, because the essence of His love is unconditional.
If you know someone who has lost a child, and you're afraid to mention them because you think you might make them sad by reminding them that they died-you're not reminding them. They didn't forget they died. What you're reminding them of is that you remembered that they lived, and that is a great gift.
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.
When someone that you love dies..it's like fireworks suddenly burning out in the sky and everything going black.
Someone else's vision will never be as good as your own vision of your self.
Live and die with it 'cause in the end it's all you have. Lose it and you lose yourself and everything else. I should have listened to myself.
Democracy cannot survive overpopulation.
Human dignity cannot survive it. Convenience and decency cannot survive it. As you put more and more people into the world, the value of life not only declines, but it disappears. It doesn't matter if someone dies.
Your value does not decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth.
Whither thou goest, I will go; Where thou diest, will I die And there will I be buried: The Angel do so to me, and more also, If aught but death part thee and me.
To die, to sleep - To sleep, perchance to dream - ay, there's the rub, For in this sleep of death what dreams may come.
Someone asked us later, "Didn't you wonder why no one came across you sooner?" Did I wonder? When you see your parents zipped up in black body bags on the Jellicoe Road like they're some kind of garbage, don't you know? Wonder dies.
I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
I'm not a deeply religious person and I don't really know if there's a God or not and I don't really even care, but something out there has got to control something. Because people can put a gun in their mouth and pull the trigger and live and someone else can slip on the curb and die.
Someone has somewhere commented on the fact that millions long for immortality who don't know what to do with themselves on a rainy Sunday afternoon.
I think the whole world is dying to hear someone say, 'I love you.
' I think that if I can leave the legacy of love and passion in the world, then I think I've done my job in a world that's getting colder and colder by the day.
Every time you judge someone else, you reveal an unhealed part of yourself.
I've seen many men die right in front of me - so many in fact that I've become almost hardened to it. Having seen the worst that human beings can do to each other, the results of torture, mutilation and seeing someone blown to pieces by a bomb, you develop a kind of shell. But you had to. You had to. Otherwise, we would never have won.
Cause if you shoot a bullet someone dies.
If you drop a bomb many die. You hit a woman, love dies. But if you say the F-word... nothing actually happens.
The first duty of the novelist is to entertain.
It is a moral duty. People who read your books are sick, sad, traveling, in the hospital waiting room while someone is dying. Books are written by the alone for the alone.
Everyone comes with baggage. Find someone who loves you enough to help you unpack.
St. Francis of Assisi was hoeing his garden when someone asked what he would do if he were suddenly to learn that he would die before sunset that very day. "I would finish hoeing my garden," he replied.
Death is more universal than life; everyone dies but not everyone lives.
My definition of love is: Being willing to die for someone, that you yourself want to kill.
Before you heal someone, ask him if he's willing to give up the things that made him sick.
People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
It's a basic truth of the human condition that everybody lies.
The only variable is about what. The weird thing about telling someone they're dying is it tends to focus their priorities. You find out what matters to them. What they're willing to die for... What they're willing to lie for.
My mom died of cancer when I was really young.
I'm not someone who tries to work out their own stuff with a role, but I think that happened despite my best efforts to keep myself separate from it.
Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forwad for the trip.
As death, when we come to consider it closely, is the true goal of our existence . . .
It is the first day of November and so, today, someone will die.
People in suburbia see trees differently than foresters do.
They cherish every one. It is useless to speak of the probability that a certain tree will die when the tree is in someone's backyard . . . . You are talking about a personal asset, a friend, a monument, not about board feet of lumber.
When someone disrespects you, beware the impulse to win their respect. For disrespect is not a valuation of your worth but a signal of their character.
The English language has about 450,000 commonly used words, but more may be needed. What to you call someone who has lost a sibling or had a miscarriage? Or a gay person whose partner has died? Or an elderly person who has lost every friend and relative? So many heartaches can't be found in the dictionary.
To be unforgiving is like to drink poison and wait for someone else to die!! Rev. TD Jakes (have I said how much I love ya!)
If you die you're completely happy and your soul somewhere lives on.
I'm not afraid of dying. Total peace after death, becoming someone else is the best hope I've got.
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
And life goes on, which seems kind of strange and cruel when you're watching someone die.
Love isn’t putting chain on someone who wants to struggle and is ready to die for it, love is letting him die in the way he’s chosen.
The photo replaces the memory. When someone dies, after a while you can't visualize them anymore, you only remember them through their pictures.
The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life what I wanted to die.
Everyone dies but not everyone lives.
We must have a theme, a goal, a purpose in our lives.
If you don't know where you're aiming, you don't have a goal. My goal is to live my life in such a way that when I die, someone can say, she cared.
If someone wants to lead a double life, they will find a way to do it.
And they can promise you things until your nerves unfold and you can finally put up your feet. But it can all be a lie. There are no guarantees, even when people mean what they say at the time. People change their minds. People die. And the hurt is as real as a baseball bat.
And let me say this ahead of time, if someone dies in Psycho-Pass 2, it’s Ubukata Tow’s fault and not mine!
I died. I died and someone made a clerical error and I am in Heaven.