death

death

When your demon was yourself, there really was no way to fight or get rid of it.

When your demon was yourself, there really was no way to fight or get rid of it.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I think about dying every day, because I can't stop thinking about living.

I think about dying every day, because I can't stop thinking about living.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought.

You have to be very deep to be dead, he thought, and I'm not. He began to have some concept of forever, and his mind shivered as his body had when he had wakened in the cold nights and thrust his hands between his thighs to keep warm. It will be a long night, he thought.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

When (The World According To) Garp was published, people who’d lost children wrote to me. ‘’I lost one, too,’’ they told me. I confessed to them that I hadn’t lost any children. I’m just a father with a good imagination. In my imagination, I lose my children every day. (afterword)

When (The World According To) Garp was published, people who’d lost children wrote to me. ‘’I lost one, too,’’ they told me. I confessed to them that I hadn’t lost any children. I’m just a father with a good imagination. In my imagination, I lose my children every day. (afterword)

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.

Prate not to me of suicide, Faint heart in battle, not for pride I say Endure, but that such end denied Makes welcomer yet the death that's to be died.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest

You've got to think of the fine times you had with your mate, not the moment of his perishin'. Every tear you shed now only wets his windin' sheet and disturbs his rest

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one's life.

...a third [of three] had died in his bunk of natural causes--for a dagger in the heart quite naturally ends one's life.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

Death is no enemy, but the foundation of gratitude, sympathy, and art. Of all life's pleasures, only love owes no debt to death.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible.

I exist here, now. I'm not much interested in the future. Or, more precisely put, I do not believe in the future. To exaggerate a little, I have no faith that I will still exist tomorrow or the day after. What is more, I absolutely detest retrospection. That dislike is balances only by my desire to make my way back home as quickly as possible.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

O my love, my wife!Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breathHath had no power yet upon thy beauty.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

The foolish rush to end their lives.Only the steadfast soul survives.

The foolish rush to end their lives.Only the steadfast soul survives.

Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>

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