There are so many people who have lived and died before you. You will never have a new problem; you're not going to ever have a new problem. Somebody wrote the answer down in a book somewhere.
As to the old history of Ireland, the first man ever died in Ireland was Partholan, and he is buried, and his greyhound along with him, at some place in Kerry.
As slavery died for the greater good of America, and the movement for equality sputtered to life, the white woman was on the cover of every American magazine. She was the dazzling jewel on every movie screen, the glory of every commercial and television show.
I wanted to know that he would be okay if I died. I wanted to not be a grenade, to not be a malevolent force in the lives of people I loved.
About a month before he died, my grandfather, we covered his back full of lard - after that he went downhill very quickly.
Annabeth pressed her lips to Percy’s ear. “I love you. ” She wasn’t sure he could hear her—but if they died, she wanted those to be her last words.
When we grieve over someone who has died in Christ, we are sorrowing not for them, but for ourselves. Our grief isn't a sign of weak faith, but of great love.
Our very hopes belied our fears, Our fears our hopes belied; We thought her dying when she slept, And sleeping when she died.
I almost died, secretly, behind closed doors.
You cannot know a man's life before the man has died, then only can you call it good or bad.
No one ever died from sleeping in an unmade bed.
Every treasure on this earth says, 'Give your life to purchase me. ' Jesus says 'I'm the one treasure who died to purchase you. '
As far as I'm concerned the last good man went when Elvis died.
What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?
As a Christian, Christ died so that we will have eternal life in Him in Heaven. What it looks like doesn't matter, what it smells like doesn't matter, as long as Christ is there it will be Heaven to me.
A good artist is willing to die many times over. What's funny is, I've died so many times.
Mozart died too late rather than too soon.
My mom died when I was 8.
In the seventeenth year of my age my mother died.
So this is reality, this forgiveness, this reconciliation, is true for everybody. Paul insisted that when Jesus died on the cross, he was reconciling "all things, in heaven and on earth, to God. " All things, everywhere. . . . This reality then isn't something we make come true about ourselves by doing something. It is already true. Our choice is to live in this new reality or cling to a reality of our own making.