A Quote by William Ernest Henley

So many are the deaths we die
Before we can be dead indeed. — © William Ernest Henley
So many are the deaths we die Before we can be dead indeed.
Cowards die many times before their actual deaths.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
How many times have I failed before? How many times have I stood here like this, in front of my own image, in front of my own person, trying to convince him not to be scared, to go on, to get out of this rut? How many times before I finally convince myself, how many private, erasable deaths will I need to die, how may self-murders is it going to take, how many times will I have to destroy myself before I learn, before I understand?
We all have to die, and I preferred to have just one death. It seems to me that to suffer insult without response is to die many deaths.
How many different deaths I can die?
I die a hundred deaths each day. I die when I see hungry people. Or people who're sad. I die when I know I can do nothing about pollution in Mumbai. I die when I feel helpless when my loved one is in pain.
We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.
Worship your body, beauty, and sexual allure and you will die a million deaths before they finally grieve you.
The birds of the air die to sustain thee; the beasts of the field die to nourish thee; the fishes of the sea die to feed thee. Our stomachs are their common sepulchre. Good God! with how many deaths are our poor lives patched up! how full of death is the life of momentary man!
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
The thing about Alzheimer's is that it's... it's sort of like all these little, small deaths along the way, before they actually physically die.
Sometimes societies die and putrefy long before they are pronounced dead, and sometimes men die of corruption long before they have taken to their deathbeds.
Looking at suicide—the sheer numbers, the pain leading up to it, and the suffering left behind—is harrowing. For every moment of exuberance in the science, or in the success of governments, there is a matching and terrible reality of the deaths themselves: the young deaths, the violent deaths, the unnecessary deaths
Cowards die a thousand deaths, but the brave only die once.
True it is that each of us has only one life - but how many of us 'die a thousand deaths' in fear and nervousness!
The richness of human life is that we have many lives, we live the events that do not happen (and some that cannot) as vividly as those that do, and if thereby we die a thousand deaths, that is the price we pay...
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