Arthur Koestler Quotes

Take them, O Death! and bear away Whatever thou canst call thine own! Thine image, stamped upon this clay, Doth give thee that, but that alone!

Death is not soft-mouthed, vague-footed, nearby. It is in the hall.

They say death comes like a thief in the night, where is he? I'll hug his neck.

Death is my neighbor now.

Death is the only physician, the shadow of his valley the only journeying that will cure us of age and the gathering fatigue of years.

Dead, your Majesty. Dead, my lords and gentlemen. Dead, Right Reverends and Wrong Reverends of every order. Dead, men and women, born with Heavenly compassion in your hearts. And dying thus around us every day.

So I am death" Charlie said then turned to his daughter while buttering his toast. "This is death toast sweety.

DEATH . . . And now you are here to fight for this woman. You know her promise is given. She has to die or her husband won't go free. APOLLO Relax, I'm not breaking any laws. DEATH Why the bow, if you're breaking no laws? APOLLO I always carry a bow, it's my trademark.

Death is repose, but the thought of death disturbs all repose.

Even death has a heart.

Death may whiten in sun or out of it.

The sudden hand of Death close up mine eye!

Death ready stands to interpose his dart.

It is not that death comes, but that life leaves.

Death's not a separation or alteration or parting; it's just a one-handled door.

I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.

Death haunts everyone and never fails.

When Death doth close his tender dying eyes.

Make fun of death. We are as dead as it gets, and we are fully aware of this joyous experience. We are with you every time you allow it. We are in every singing bird and in every joyful child. We are part of every delicious pulsing in your environment. We are not dead, and neither will you ever be! You will just get up, one day, and get out of the movie.

The people who pretend that dying is rather like strolling into the next room always leave me unconvinced. Death, like birth, must be a tremendous event.

Now he understood. This was death. Death was a silence that gave back no answer.

Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?

And death climbs up the steps one by one.

Give death a better name or die trying.