But to find out the truth about how dreams die, one should never take the word of the dreamer.
The Bluest EyeFor he who lives more lives than one more deaths than one must die.
The Ballad of Reading Gaol and Other PoemsShe’d die before she let that demon touch her again. But maybe that was his plan all along.
Beg Me to SlayThis was one of the casualties of war, that trust itself seemed to die a thousand deaths.
Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, SpyStill, they have one thing I envy. Humans, if nothing else, have the good sense to die.
The Book ThiefHe never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
Blood Meridian, or the Evening Redness in the West