These are they whose youth was violently severed by war and death; a word on the telephone, a scribbled line on paper, and their future ceased. They have built up their lives again, but their safety is not absolute, their fortress not impregnable.
People can be so neglectful of each other and of their own heritage - then death intrudes. Conversations we wish that we'd had earlier are had too late.
I do not care so much for the death of my gunner, as for other passages of my voyage, for I have good friends in England that will bring me off for that.
After Chernobyl, thousands and thousands of people, if not millions, were given a death penalty and had to pay the price, our father among them.
The approach of death certainly concentrates the mind.
Fear of death has never played a large part in my consciousness - perhaps unimaginative of me.
I might be deceiving myself but I do not think that I do have an inordinate fear of death.
My younger brother's death in Vietnam was both sobering and cause for reflection. In 'Fallen Angels' I wanted to dispel the notion of war as either romantic or simplistically heroic.
Those who welcome death have only tried it from the ears up.
Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it.
Death doesn't affect the living because it has not happened yet. Death doesn't concern the dead because they have ceased to exist.
I don't sleep. I hate those little slices of death.
I think the death knell for any musician is getting a job that you like and pays enough that you just stay there forever.
The first novel I wrote was a monster - clocking in at 180,000 words - but it died a death, a death it deserved. It was called 'The Gods First Make Mad.' It was a good title, but it was the only good thing about the book. I didn't let that put me off...
He who would acquire fame must not show himself afraid of censure. The dread of censure is the death of genius.
The dread of criticism is the death of genius.
My first western was 'Death Hunt' with Charles Bronson and Lee Marvin; that was where I learned to ride. The movie was based on a true story about a guy that eluded the Mounties in Canada. We were in Canada for six weeks riding horses.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once.
Divorce is probably as painful as death.
Death is an absolute marvel.
We live in grief for having left the womb, for having left the teat, then school, then home. In my case, it was leaving marriages, and the death of my wife.
