"One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second."

Mortality, Time, Existence, Paradox

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"One day we were born, one day we shall die, the same day, the same second."

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"Your life on earth is but for a few days and before you know it, you are no more."

Sunday Adelaja, Nigerian Author

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"Over the lives borne from under the shadow of death there seems to fall the shadow of madness."

Joseph Conrad, Polish Novelist

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"It was another country. It was a country for the young, a country where you died before you got old."

Maggie Stiefvater, American Author

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"The suicide! What would he have done if death did not exist?"

Marty Rubin, American Author

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"Tombstones covered the dale, the smooth marble surfaces bright. She had spent days here as a teenager, though not out of any awareness of mortality. Like every adolescent, she intended to live forever."

Thomm Quackenbush, American Author

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"The very possibility of death focuses the mind wonderfully."

Jasper Fforde, British Novelist

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"Will be there any spinoff?A lesson?Person of Interest have a lessons... first we all die alone as a second when you start understanding the somebody... it comes a moment when the cards end up and he dies."

Deyth Banger, American Blogger

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"And then his noise falls completely silent-And he stops struggling-And looking right into my eyes-He dies.My Todd dies."

Patrick Ness, American Author

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"Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;This sensible warm motion to becomeA kneaded clod; and the delighted spiritTo bathe in fiery floods, or to resideIn thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,And blown with restless violence round aboutThe pendent world; or to be worse than worstOf those that lawless and incertain thoughtImagine howling: 'tis too horrible!The weariest and most loathed worldly lifeThat age, ache, penury and imprisonmentCan lay on nature is a paradiseTo what we fear of death."

William Shakespeare, English Dramatist

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"When we died, no one would know, and that fraction of a moment that was so important to who we were would be gone."

Kiera Cass, American Novelist

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Explore more quotes by Samuel Beckett

"She began stroking my ankles. I considered kicking her in the cunt."

Provocation

"Be again, be again. (Pause.) All that old misery. (Pause.) Once wasn't enough for you."

Psychology

"Spend the years of learning squanderingCourage for the years of wanderingThrough a world politely turningFrom the loutishness of learning."

Learning

"Poets are the sense, philosophers the intelligence of humanity."

Intelligence

"Do we mean love, when we say love?"

Love

"What is certain is this, that I never rested in that way again, my feet obscenely resting on the earth, my arms on the handlebars and on my arms my head, rocking and abandoned. It is indeed a delporable sight, a deplorable example, for the people, who so need to be encouraged, in their bitter toil, and to have before their eyes manifestations of strength only, of courage and joy, without which they might collapse, at the end of the day, and roll on the ground."

Motivation

"Estragon: They're too bigVladimir: Perhaps you'll have socks some day."

Humor

"I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in."

Awareness

"The more people I meet the happier I become."

Happiness

"When we are reading, a voice comes to us as in the dark and whispers, "Imagine!" Samuel Beckettas told by Bill Moyer in the Foreword he wrote for, The Public Library: A Photographic Essay by Robert Dawson. Afterword by Ann Patchett."

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