death

death

There is just as much beauty in birth as there is in death, and it changes our lives just the same. They both add things to us and take things away." Pg. 155 Undone

There is just as much beauty in birth as there is in death, and it changes our lives just the same. They both add things to us and take things away." Pg. 155 Undone

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration

We rehearse for the big death through the little death of orgasm, through erotic living. Death as transfiguration

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Wait.” Stefan’s voice was hard suddenly. Bonnie and Elena turned back and froze, embracing each other, trembling. “What is your—your father—going to do to you when he finds out that you allowed this?” as I do, and we will be sharing a belly laugh tomorrow.

Wait.” Stefan’s voice was hard suddenly. Bonnie and Elena turned back and froze, embracing each other, trembling. “What is your—your father—going to do to you when he finds out that you allowed this?” as I do, and we will be sharing a belly laugh tomorrow.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Selling eternal life is an unbeatable business, with no customers ever asking for their money back after the goods are not delivered.

Selling eternal life is an unbeatable business, with no customers ever asking for their money back after the goods are not delivered.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I cannot tell you what it is that guides us in this life; but for me, I fell toward the Chairman just as a stone must fall toward the earth. When I cut my lip and met Mr. Tanaka, when my mother died and I was cruelly sold, it was all like a stream that falls over rocky cliffs before it can reach the ocean. Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories.

I cannot tell you what it is that guides us in this life; but for me, I fell toward the Chairman just as a stone must fall toward the earth. When I cut my lip and met Mr. Tanaka, when my mother died and I was cruelly sold, it was all like a stream that falls over rocky cliffs before it can reach the ocean. Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

His absence is so big it's like he's there.

His absence is so big it's like he's there.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled.

After sixty-one years together, she simply clutched my hand and exhaled.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death is not the end.

Death is not the end.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Do I fear death? No, I am not afraid of being dead because there's nothing to be afraid of, I won't know it. I fear dying, of dying I feel a sense of waste about it and I fear a sordid death, where I am incapacitated or imbecilic at the end which isn't something to be afraid of, it's something to be terrified of.

Do I fear death? No, I am not afraid of being dead because there's nothing to be afraid of, I won't know it. I fear dying, of dying I feel a sense of waste about it and I fear a sordid death, where I am incapacitated or imbecilic at the end which isn't something to be afraid of, it's something to be terrified of.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

She died in my arms, saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.

She died in my arms, saying, "I don't want to die." That is what death is like. It doesn't matter what uniforms the soldiers are wearing. It doesn't matter how good the weapons are. I thought if everyone could see what I saw, we would never have war anymore.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in his mind. How am I supposed to live without you? It was not a matter of the body; his body would carry on as usual. The problem was located in the word how: he would live, but without Elspeth the flavour, the manner, the method of living were lost to him. He would have to relearn solitude.

Even her name seemed empty, as though it had detached itself from her and was floating untethered in his mind. How am I supposed to live without you? It was not a matter of the body; his body would carry on as usual. The problem was located in the word how: he would live, but without Elspeth the flavour, the manner, the method of living were lost to him. He would have to relearn solitude.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

...all of our laments could not add a single second to her life, not one additional beat of the heart, nor a breath.

...all of our laments could not add a single second to her life, not one additional beat of the heart, nor a breath.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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