A Quote by W. H. Auden

No hero is mortal till he dies. — © W. H. Auden
No hero is mortal till he dies.
I need a hero, I'm holding out for at hero 'till the end of the night He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero, I'm holding out for a hero 'till the morning light He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life, larger than life
To be mortal is the most basic human experience, and yet man has never been able to accept it, grasp it, and behave accordingly. Man doesn't know how to be mortal. And when he dies, he doesn't even know how to be dead.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
When your dream dies, create another dream; don't waste your time to resurrect the dead one! Remember that you are mortal and don't stuck on one dream! Give other dreams a chance! Be just! Remember, you are mortal and your time is very short!
There are worlds and more worlds below them, and there are a hundred thousand skies over them. No one has been able to find the limits and boundaries of God. If there be any account of God, then alone the mortal can write the same; but God's account does not finish, and the mortal himself dies while still writing.
The thinker dies, but his thoughts are beyond the reach of destruction. Men are mortal; but ideas are immortal.
The truly tragic kind of suffering is the kind produced and defiantly insisted upon by the hero himself so that, instead of making him better, it makes him worse and when he dies he is not reconciled to the law but defiant, that is, damned. Lear is not a tragic hero, Othello is.
Account no man happy till he dies.
Count no mortal fortunate till he has departed this life free from pain.
Not childhood alone, but the young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal.
We are never like angels till our passion dies.
Of no mortal say, 'That man is happy,' till vexed by no grievous ill he pass Life's goal.
To every man his little cross. Till he dies. And is forgotten.
We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.
Perhaps a hero is someone who doesn’t register his own vulnerability. Is it courage, then, if you’re too daft to know you’re mortal?
A doctor is a man who writes prescriptions, till the patient either dies or is cured by nature.
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