Quotes about Death
If Jesus is the Messiah, how could he be put to death?
— Tony Evans
When Christ died, we died with him. When Christ arose, we arose with him. When Christ was seated at the right hand of the Father, we were seated with him. In other words, we were made to function in union with Christ.
— Tony Evans
Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.
— Khalil Gibran
If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved.
— Khalil Gibran
Death most resembles a prophet who is without honor in his own land or a poet who is a stranger among his people.
— Khalil Gibran
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
— Khalil Gibran
Fear is the most socially accepted sin in the Church. Fear is a serial killer, the prime suspect in the death of more people on the planet than all other diseases combined. Fear in every form has been linked to heart disease, cancer, autoimmune disorders, mental illness and many other sicknesses. Fear is the welcome mat to demonic activity in our lives.
— Kris Vallotton
Flight from life does not exempt us from the law of age and death. The neurotic who tries to wriggle out of the necessity of living wins nothing and only burdens himself with a constant foretaste of aging and dying, which must appear especially cruel on account of the total emptiness and meaninglessness of his life.
— Carl Jung
Take care of your life and the Lord will take care of your death.
— George Whitefield
When the 30-year-old lawyer died he said to St. Peter, "How can you do this to me? - a heart attack at my age? I'm only 30." Replied St. Peter: "When we looked at your total hours billed we figured you were 95."
— Anonymous
It is a misery to be born, a pain to live, a trouble to die.
— Bernard of Clairvaux
Give us the strength to encounter that which is to come, that we may be brave in peril, constant in tribulation, temperate in wrath, and in all changes of fortune, and down to the gates of death, loyal and loving one to anther.
— Robert Louis Stevenson