Robert Angier: But here, at the turn, I must leave you Borden. Yes, you, Borden, sitting there in your cell, awaiting your death. For my murder.
Sallah: Indy, there is something that troubles me. Indiana: What is it? Sallah: The Ark. If it is there, at Tanis, then it is something that man was not meant to disturb. Death has always surrounded it. It is not of this earth.
Sgt. Schulz: How do you expect to win the war with an army of clowns? Lt. James Skylar Dunbar: We sort of hope you'd laugh yourselves to death.
Harold Crick: [crying] You're asking me to knowingly face my death? Professor Jules Hilbert: Yes. Harold Crick: Really? Professor Jules Hilbert: Yes.
Helena Glabrus: [after she has selected the best gladiators to fight to the death] Do my choices displease you? Batiatus: Oh no, Lady Helena. I tingle.
Scott Pilgrim: We are Sex Bob-Omb and we are here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff.
Capt. James 'Bugger' Staros: I've lived with these men, sir, for two and a half years and I will not order them all to their deaths.
[climbing an on-deck staircase to the stern as the ship is about to sink] Male Passenger: Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... Jack: You want to walk a little faster through that valley there?
Dorothy: Weren't you frightened? Wizard of Oz: Frightened? Child, you're talking to a man who's laughed in the face of death, sneered at doom, and chuckled at catastrophe... I was petrified.
Sten Alman: Me and my wife are dependent on each other. It is out of selfish reasons we haven't beaten each other to death a long time ago.
The dangers of an Afghan collapse are many: Afghan deaths, a loss of American prestige, a loss of NATO prestige, a moral blow to U.S. troops and veterans, a Taliban resurgence, huge setbacks for women, and greater power for Pakistan and Pakistani ext...
Pop music has been all but relegated to the remainder bin at MTV and VH1, where high-maintenance concoctions such as Paris Hilton, Flavor Flav, and Hulk Hogan's biohazard clan of bleached specimens provide endless hours of death-hastening diversion.
The worlds in which man is evolving as he treads the circle of births and deaths are three: the physical world, the astral or intermediate world, the mental or heavenly world.
I can imagine myself on my death-bed, spent utterly with lust to touch the next world, like a boy asking for his first kiss from a woman.
People go through life blindly, ignoring death like revellers at a party feasting on fine foods. They ignore that later they will have to go to the toilet, so they do not bother to find out where there is one. When nature finally calls, they have no ...
If you won't live for yourself than do it for me. If you don't want to live for me than choose something else. Anything is better than losing another person to that fake paradise that comes after death.
If you think you would need to change the world, think of your death and the size of your casket before starting to believe in your thoughts or else you are a loser.
Who said death is dead? He's fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better off place.
Try to get as much as possible knowledge about the Universe in your life. Because after your death it will decide whether you will become God or reborn as a human to learn remaining knowledge.
Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all woman, all there, says kill me, kill me.
Death is the great disruptor; it thrusts us opposite life’s mirror, invites our truthful exploration, and reveals the naked truth; from which rebirth is possible and we are free to reinvent ourselves anew.
