Peaceful Death Quotes

He had never looked forward to the wisdom and other vaunted benefits of old age. Would he be able to die young—and if possible free of all pain? A graceful death—as a richly patterned kimono, thrown carelessly across a polished table, slides unobtrusively down into the darkness of the floor beneath. A death marked by elegance.

It is a far, far better thing that I do, than I have ever done; it is a far, far better rest that I go to, than I have ever known.

I believe it should be possible for someone stricken with a serious and ultimately fatal illness to choose to die peacefully with medical help, rather than suffer.

Death is not painful. It is the most beautiful experience you will have.

And what is death, if not a face at peace - its artistic perfection.

Death doesn't frighten me; now I can think peacefully of ending a long life.

For it can never be that war shall preserve life, and peace destroy it.

It was a lovely feeling, dying. I can remember being in the hospital, all wired up to tubes and thinking, 'If only you'd take these tubes out, it feels so nice.' It felt so - it felt like being in a bath of velvet. It was such a nice feeling. Everything felt so soft and floppy, and I wanted to go.

Life is pleasant. Death is peaceful. It's the transition that's troublesome.

When I leave here, when my final day on this earth is up, I want to leave in peace. I want to have peace in my heart.

One day I will lie nowhere with an angel at my side.

The best way to die is sit under a tree, eat lots of bologna and salami, drink a case of beer, then blow up.

When I was young, I was extremely scared of dying. But now I think it a very, very wise arrangement. It's like a light that is extinguished. Not very much to make a fuss about.

Agnes Darling, if such should be we never meet again, while firing my last shot, I will gently breathe the name of my wife - Agnes - and with wishes even for my enemies I will make the plunge and try to swim to the other shore.

If we can't live in peace, then let's die in peace.… We didn't commit suicide. We committed an act of revolutionary suicide protesting the conditions of an inhumane world.

I intend, before the endgame looms, to die sitting in a chair in my own garden with a glass of brandy in my hand and Thomas Tallis on the iPod. Oh, and since this is England, I had better add, 'If wet, in the library.' Who could say that this is bad?

My father was in terrible pain towards the end because of his bed sores, and he did go into hospice, and I think that was better in some ways. You know, I think his death was peaceful, and it was all right. He was just in terrible pain.

I want to sleep for eternity with a broad smile on my face. I want those who remain behind to say this man has done his duty.

It is important that when we come to die we have nothing to do but die.

And when, in the evening of life, the golden clouds rest sweetly and invitingly upon the golden mountains, and the light of heaven streams down through the gathering mists of death, I wish you a peaceful and abundant entrance into that world of blessedness, where the great riddle of life will be unfolded to you in the quick consciousness of a soul redeemed and purified.

I made the remark that I don't avoid people in order to live quietly, but rather in order to be able to die quietly.

But take comfort in that I die at peace with the world and myself - not afraid.

Would that death were like this. Would that one would sleep and sleep and sleep forever.

I strove with none, for none was worth my strife. Nature I loved and, next to Nature, Art: I warm'd both hands before the fire of life; It sinks, and I am ready to depart.

Keep us, Lord, so awake in the duties of our calling that we may sleep in thy peace and wake in thy glory.