Top 1200 Someone Who Is Dying Quotes & Sayings - Page 8

Once again your mind explodes with a searing pain. A floodgate of memories bursts wide. Yet it is her face that keeps haunting you. Always her face. Who is she? Then things begin to crystallize. You remember your funeral. Begging and pleading for someone to release you from the darkness. You're not dead. You can't be. Then you feel her presence. Warm, caring, soothing. But somewhere deep inside she feels empty now. She has no reason. No meaning. No soul. But your soul lives. While her's is dying.

Taking a walk isn't really taking a walk, taking a shower isn't really taking a shower, living isn't living, and dying isn't dying. It only appears to be.

When I am not writing, I'm dying.

What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was it having absolute faith that someone was there at your back? Was it knowing someone so well that they instantly understood why you did the things you did—and shared those same beliefs?

In this troubled world, it's refreshing to find someone who still has the time to be kind. Someone who still has the faith to believe that the more you give, the more you receive. Someone who's ready by thought, word, or deed to reach out a hand, in the hour of need.

Smoking is a dying habit.

Will only looked at her. There had been light in his eyes on the stairs, as he'd locked the door, when he'd kissed her--a brilliant, joyous light. And it was going now, fading like the last breath of someone dying. She thought of Nate, bleeding to death in her arms. She had been powerless then, to help him. As she was now. She felt as if she were watching the life bleed out of Will Herondale, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

As far as he knew, I was dying.

Prophets have a way of dying by violence.

And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

The mountains are beautiful but they are not worth dying for.

You can't have living without dying.

When you stop growing you start dying.

Dying is not difficult, yielding is impossible.

Nothing is irreversible except dying.

If you're not busy living, you're dying.

Above all, learn to live when you're dying.

People - and dogs - are dying to be trained.

There is no God, and conversation is a dying art.

I've been dying to play.

There will always be competition, especially in showbiz. There's always someone younger and hungrier standing behind you; there's always someone with more contacts; there's always someone whose grandfather or father is a filmmaker. I think your job is just to be there 100% - you work hard, and there are no shortcuts to success.

My brain cells are dying in their trillions.

Don't live in fear of dying.

Not loving is but a long dying.

The spectator is a dying animal.

Write as if you were dying.

We always see Aung San as a strong, tough woman. There are two stories running in parallel. You see the contradictions between the East and the West, and you see someone who does mundane and normal things - someone who's supposed to be a housewife - and then someone who's become important and imprisoned.

I don't think fascism is dying for.

If you're not growing, you're dying, and I'm not ready for that.

I'm killing time and it's dying hard.

An office is a machine for dying.

I want to make people feel things when they hear my music I want to give a song to someone who is going through a break up, I want to give a song to someone who loves someone and can't tell them. A song for someone who has just fallen in love and a song for just people who are living their lives.

The old echoes are long in dying.

I think deerskin work gloves are the answer to everything. You can give them to someone who gardens or someone who works outside. And you can give them to someone who grills; they're great for grilling. I wear them all the time, 24/7.

There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone. Because what if you learn that you need love and then you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This, it could go on forever.

The world is the mirror of myself dying.

I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.

We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.

Jakie, is it my birthday or am I dying ?

I prefer to achieve immortality by not dying.

But dying is a pleasure / When living is a pain.

There's nothing glorious in dying. Anyone can do it.

Dying should not be a taxable event.

Cajun culture is dying.

I'm dying, and I'm having fun.

No, I'm not dying, and I sure... ain't dead.

Everything was red, the air, the sun, whatever I looked at. Except for him. I fell in love with someone who was human. I watched him walk through the hills and come back in the evening when his work was through. I saw things no woman would see: that he knew how to cry, that he was alone. I cast myself at him, like a fool, but he didn't see me. And then one day he noticed I was beautiful and he wanted me. He broke me off and took me with him, in his hands, and I didn't care that I was dying until I actually was.

We're all of us dying . . . from the moment we're born

The act of dying is one of the acts of life.

When I sit on the bench, I'm dying.

I was born into a world that was already dying; I belong to it.

It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

I take a less gloomy view. A good life means fighting to be human under growing difficulties. A lot of young folk know this and fight very hard, but after a few years life gets easier for them and they think they've become completely human when they've only stopped trying. I stopped trying, but my life was so full of strenuous routines that I wouldn't have noticed had it been not for my disease. My whole professional life was a diseased and grandiose attack on my humanity. It is an achievement to know that I am simply a wounded and dying man. Who can be more regal than a dying man?

Kindness can come from someone on Twitter, it can come from someone on the street, it can come from someone at work. Without kindness, I don't know what I would do. The greatest part of life is the simple things.

A good companion is one you wouldn't mind dying with.

All who are born are always dying.

I am dying of hunger.

Not actively surviving is passively dying.

If someone's liver doesn't work, we blame it on the genes; if someone's brain doesn't work properly, we blame the school. It's actually more humane to think of the condition as genetic. For instance, you don't want to say that someone is born unpleasant, but sometimes that might be true.

It is not dying, but living, that is a preparation for Death.