Ernest Hemingway Quotes

Death belongs to the dying and those who love them.

It is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

For the living, death is thievery.

Death is never easy when you know the people doing the dying.

Does it hurt?" The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it. "Dying? Not at all," said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep.

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

Your father has to die, better he dies in your arms.

It is not death, it is dying that alarms me.

I've never seen anyone die. It's hard to imagine what it would be like.

One half of my life has put the other half in the grave.

When someone is dying, there is nothing you really can do, it's a horrible situation, and... you just have to get through it.

I am scared of death.

Dying is one of those things that can’t be fixed. Not by talking about it, not with all the brain surge in the world.

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.

Of all the events which constitute a person's biography, there is scarcely one ... to which the world so easily reconciles itself as to his death.

We were born to die; we were born to endure, on the way to death, sorrow-sorrow in manifold shapes.

Kisten, please don't leave me," I begged, and his eyes opened. "I'm cold," he said, fear rising in his blue eyes. I held him tighter. "I'm holding you. It's going to be okay." "Tell Ivy," he said with a gasp, clenching in on himself. "Tell Ivy that it wasn't her fault. And tell her that at the end... you remember love. I don't think... we lose our souls... at all. I think God keeps them for us until we... come home. I love you, Rachel." "I love you, too, Kisten," I sobbed, and as I watched, his eyes, memorizing my face, silvered, and he died.

Meriwether Lewis's last words were, 'I am not a coward, but I am so strong. So hard to die.' I don't doubt that it is, but it cannot be much harder than being left behind.

It hath been often said, that it is not death, but dying, which is terrible.

And in some of the houses, people were getting old and sick and were dying, leaving others to grieve. It was happening all the time, unnoticed, and it was the thing that really mattered. What really mattered in life, what gave it weight, was death.

Down in Denver, all I did was die.

It kills me sometimes, how people die.

But really death seems the least awful thing that can happen to someone

It's death, that's what I'm suffering from. The systematic encroachment of the big D.

They say that when you're about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. They never tell you that when you watch someone you once loved dying, hovering between this life and the next, it's twice as painful, because you're reliving two lives that traveled one road together.