Western funerals: black hearses, and black horses, and fast-fading flowers. Why should black be the colour of death? Why not the colours of a sunset? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
...every human being is doomed to die, which is the greatest of all failures. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The women in your family have never lost touch with one another. Death is a path we take to meet on the other side. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Could she smell my breath? Could she hear my cursed circular heart beat revolving like the crime it is in my deathly chest? Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Old age is not meant to be survived alone," Man Rapadou said, her voice trailing with her own hidden thoughts. "Death should come gently, slowly, like a man's hand approaching your body. There can be joy in impatience if there is time to find the joy. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
What kind of lifehave you lived, little one, that everything seems to be a question of fair and unfair? Life and death just are. Fair has nothing to do with it. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Every story is a story about death. But perhaps, if we are lucky, our story about death is also a story about love. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The chanting went on, the musicians giving in to the rhythm of their own being, finding healing in touching that rhythm, and healing in chanting about death, the only real god they knew. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Может быть, у смерти совсем другое имя. Мы ведь видим ее всегда только с одной стороны. Может быть, смерть - это совершенная любовь между нами и Богом. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
This concern, feebly called 'love of nature', seemed to Shevek to be something much broader than love. There are souls, he thought, whose umbilicus has never been cut. They never got weaned from the universe. They do not understand death as an enemy; they look forward to rotting and turning into humus. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
He'd learned something. Life was booby-trapped and there was no easy passage through. You had to jump from colour to colour, from happiness to happiness. And all those possible explosions in between. It could be all over any time. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>