Brigitte Bardot Quotes

I like thinking about the fragility of the human flesh and our bodies - our decay and eventual death.

We try, we fail, we posture, we aspire, we pontificate - and then we age, shrink, die, and vanish.

We're all going to eventually, even in the developed world, going to have to lose everything that we love. When you're beginning to rot a little bit, all of the videos crammed into your head, all of the extensions that extend your various powers, are going to being to seem a little secondary.

We all labor against our own cure, for death is the cure of all diseases.

Nature is one great big wood-chipper. Sooner or later, everything shoots out the other end in a spray of blood, bones and hair.

To live is to die.

First our pleasures die - and then our hopes, and then our fears - and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust - and we die too.

Death can really absorb a person. Lik most people, I would find it pleasant not to have to go, but you just accept that it's more or less inevitable.

Death is present every day in our lives. It's not that I take pleasure in the morbid fascination of it, but it is a fact of life.

Death is a very important part of life.

Happens to everybody. Horses, dogs, men. Nobody gets out of life alive.

Each instant of life is a step toward death.

I mean, whatever kills you kills you, and your death is authentic no matter how you die.

We all have two things in common, no matter who we are: We were born and we are going to die.

In the end we discover the only condition for living is to die.

The idea of forever is kind of ridiculous, which is unfortunate because it's kind of a nice thing to say, you know. I think it softens the blow of mortality and having to say goodbye to everything you know and everyone you love and all that kind of thing.

Everything that gets born dies.

Let us beware of saying that death is the opposite of life. The living being is only a species of the dead, and a very rare species.

Not even old age knows how to love death.

Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.

These trees and these old people have one thing in common, they're both going in the ground soon!

You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.

Knowing how to die is knowing how to live. What is death anyway? It's the outcome of life.

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

Our birth is nothing but our death begun, As tapers waste the moment they take fire.