Kill one man, and you are a murderer. Kill millions of men, and you are a conqueror. Kill them all, and you are a god.
In the depths of your hopes and desires, lies your silent knowledge of the beyond, and like seeds dreaming beneath the snow, your heart dreams of spring. Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
There is nothing glamorous or romantic about war. It's mostly about random pointless death and misery.
It's just as idiotic to say there is no life after death as it is to say there is one.
Ay, but to die, and go we know not where.
Tis no extravagant arithmetic to say, that for every ten jokes, thou hast got an hundred enemies; and till thou hast gone on, and raised a swarm of wasps about thine ears, and art half stung to death by them, thou wilt never be convinced it is so.
My dad was dead, so these streets had to raise me.
If you think about it, Washington's overwhelming power in the world is founded on death, the awesome arsenal for killing people.
The church also does not condone a broken immigration system in the U. S. , one that too easily can lead to the exploitation, abuse and even death of immigrants.
You have left me so long to struggle against death, alone, that I feel and see only death! I feel like death!
Choose life over death, Niko, when a choice can be made that puts no soul in jeopardy.
Life defined only as the opposite of death is not life.
It is by no means a fact that death is the worst of all evils; when it comes it is an alleviation to mortals who are worn out with sufferings.
Death comes equally to us all, and makes us all equal when it comes.
The death of an illusion tends to disconcert.
I wonder what day I shall die on - one passes year by year over one's death day, as one might pass over one's grave.
There are basically only two subject matters in all Western culture: sex and death. We do have some ability to manipulate sex nowadays. We have no ability, and never will have, to manipulate death.
There is nothing frightening about an eternal dreamless sleep. Surely it is better than eternal torment in Hell and eternal boredom in Heaven.
Guess now who holds thee?'--'Death,' I said. But, there, The silver answer rang,. . . 'Not Death, but Love.
I drive way too fast to worry about cholesterol.