"Many that live deserve death. And some that die deserve life. Can you give it to them? Then do not be too eager to deal out death in judgement. For even the very wise cannot see all ends."
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The Fellowship of the Ring
by
J. R. R. Tolkien
"Death and taxes and childbirth! There's never any convenient time for any of them!"
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Gone With The Wind
by
Margaret Mitchell
So we drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.
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The Great Gatsby
by
F. Scott Fitzgerald
She had lived solely for the little things of life—the things that pass—forgetting the great things that go onward into eternity, bridging the gulf between the two lives and making of death a mere passing from one dwelling to the other—from twilight to unclouded day.
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Anne of the Island
by
Lucy Maud Montgomery
What is it that sometimes speaks in the soul so calmly, so clearly, that its earthly time is short? Is it the secret instinct of decaying nature, or the soul's impulsive throb, as immortality draws on? Be it what it may, it rested in the heart of Eva, a calm, sweet, prophetic certainty that Heaven was near; calm as the light of sunset, sweet as the bright stillness of autumn, there her little heart reposed, only troubled by sorrow for those who loved her so dearly.
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Uncle Tom's Cabin
by
Harriet Beecher Stowe
The ashes of the commonest fire are melancholy things, for in them there is an image of death and ruin,—of something that has been bright, and is but dull, cold, dreary dust.
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Barnaby Rudge
by
Charles Dickens
With them who stood upon the brink of the great gulf which none can see beyond, Time, so soon to lose itself in vast Eternity, rolled on like a mighty river, swollen and rapid as it nears the sea.
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Barnaby Rudge
by
Charles Dickens
The absence of the soul is far more terrible in a living man than in a dead one.
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Barnaby Rudge
by
Charles Dickens
While the world crashed to ruin about them and all the air was filled with the smoke of its burning, these low creatures gave rein to their bestiality and fought and drank and died. And after all, what did it matter? Everybody died anyway, the good and the bad, the efficients and the weaklings, those that loved to live and those that scorned to live. They passed. Everything passed.
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The Scarlet Plague
by
Jack London
With the coming of the Scarlet Death the world fell apart, absolutely, irretrievably. Ten thousand years of culture and civilization passed in the twinkling of an eye, 'lapsed like foam.'
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The Scarlet Plague
by
Jack London