Just making 'Black Rainbow' was like my minimum requirement before death, so that I could die with some honour and not in total shame.

Quarreling over food and drink, having neither scruples nor shame, not knowing right from wrong, not trying to avoid death or injury, not fearful of greater strength or of greater numbers, greedily...

How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset.

My sister is a mess. I love her to death, but she is a mess.

There is no escape from me, not even in death.

Even in death she was more beautiful to him than she ever was alive.

She'll be waiting for me. Never before had he wanted immortality so badly.

I'm not talking about the scars that separate your skin, Parker. I'm not blind, I can see those. I'm talking about the scars much deeper than that. The scars that exist within you. The ones you...

I wiped my hands on my apron and went to the window. Outside, the prairie reached out and touched the places where the sky came down. Though the winter was nearly over, there were patches of snow and...

Death means nothing to us

Taking a life, is not worth getting life in prison.

People say that your life flashes before your eyes before you die, but they're wrong. It's not your life that passes before you, it's the regrets that do.

Shake off this downy sleep, death's counterfeit,And look on death itself!

How many have died that I might live? And who has died that I might live?

In the presence of death reason and philosophy are silent

What a short time I had been given to experience love. I felt as my life had only recently begun and now it would surely end at sunrise.

Black funeral dress. Black heels. Black headband in my hair. Death has a style all it's own. I'm glad I don't have to wear it very often.

There is no shame here. The places where we still fear are simply the places we have yet to fully receive God's love. Only by his grace and in his love can we let our fear go. Let go and receive....

We're all suicides. The tragedy is every day that we don't die.

Circumstances cannot change how you feel. When you truly love someone – on a level that goes deeper than your mind, deeper than your memories, all the way to the very thing that makes you human –...

Time, the thing we can't beat back... Yet, time is also what it takes to heal, what it takes for certain memory cells to die. Maybe time doesn't heal. Maybe it doesn't even pass. We pass through time,...

He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he could dream about his dead friends and maybe, until the sun came up, feel like...

I didn't have enough other people in my life to cover the loss of this many people at once. I didn't have spare aunties or cousins or grandparents. I didn't have backup. I didn't have insurance to...

I do not know, nor do I care to remember The time in which I knew distinctly that you were gone You fade in and out of memory Upon which I can not feign to touch Or feel How cruel to leave me With...

I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased... There is no hope for the hopeless.

There's a big difference, I discovered, between wanting to die and not wanting to live. When you want to die, you at least have a goal. When you don't want to live, you're really just empty.

The wind made me shiver as I pulled my arms into my T-shirt. There I was, cold, isolated and desperate for something I knew I couldn't have. A solution. A remedy. Anything. The silence continued...

Mourning was really for the living.

Because in the end, we die. It's like Chekhov observed in so many of his plays: 'in two hundred years, no one will even know we were here.'

I am lost in the paradigm of life, death and time. The only thing I have learnt about this paradigm is that the time is running between life and death and with every passing day we are getting closer...