death

death

Don't interfere!" The Doctor silenced her angrily. "I cannot will my own destruction.

Don't interfere!" The Doctor silenced her angrily. "I cannot will my own destruction.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Yes, Max, you are going to die. Just like everybody else.Thank you, Confucious.

Yes, Max, you are going to die. Just like everybody else.Thank you, Confucious.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

This sadness is one of the great trials of the human experiment. As far as we know, we are the only species on the planet who have been given the gift - or curse, perhaps - of awareness about our own mortality. Everything here eventually dies; we're just the lucky ones who get to think about this fact every day.

This sadness is one of the great trials of the human experiment. As far as we know, we are the only species on the planet who have been given the gift - or curse, perhaps - of awareness about our own mortality. Everything here eventually dies; we're just the lucky ones who get to think about this fact every day.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You fear them because you fear death, and rightly: for death is terrible and must be feared,' the mage said...'And life is also a terrible thing,' Ged said, 'and must be feared and praised.

You fear them because you fear death, and rightly: for death is terrible and must be feared,' the mage said...'And life is also a terrible thing,' Ged said, 'and must be feared and praised.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

That which has died falls not out of the universe. If it stays here, it also changes here, and is dissolved into its proper parts, which are elements of the universe and of thyself. And these too change, and they murmur not".

That which has died falls not out of the universe. If it stays here, it also changes here, and is dissolved into its proper parts, which are elements of the universe and of thyself. And these too change, and they murmur not".

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Ignorance is not bliss. It is the kiss of death.

Ignorance is not bliss. It is the kiss of death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.

For some folks death is release, and for others death is an abomination, a terrible thing. But in the end, I'm there for all of them.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Smiling at death seems like a pretty bold act. And so I smile like a damned fool.

Smiling at death seems like a pretty bold act. And so I smile like a damned fool.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear.Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

I must confess, I have always wondered what lay beyond life, my dear.Yeah, everybody wonders. And sooner or later everybody gets to find out.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

So if there is something on the planet that is worth living for, I'd better not miss it, because once you're dead, it's too late for regrets, and if you die by mistake, that is really, really dumb.

So if there is something on the planet that is worth living for, I'd better not miss it, because once you're dead, it's too late for regrets, and if you die by mistake, that is really, really dumb.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; ’T is strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that’s his.

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think; ’T is strange, the shortest letter which man uses Instead of speech, may form a lasting link Of ages; to what straits old Time reduces Frail man, when paper — even a rag like this, Survives himself, his tomb, and all that’s his.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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