Death Quote by Catherynne M. Valente — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“She is dead. Almost certainly dead. Nearly conclusively dead. She is, at the very least, not answering her telephone.”

“If you are a monster, stand up.”

“Just remember that the only question in a house is who is to rule. The rest is only dancing around that, trying not to look it in the eye.”

“I wonder sometimes what the memory of God looks like. Is it a palace of infinite rooms, a chest of many jeweled objects, a long, lonely landscape where each tree recalls an eon, each pebble the life of a man? Where do I live, in the memory of God?”

“I'm not lost, because I haven't any idea where to go that I might get lost on the way to. I'd”

“Death is not a checkmate…it is more like a carnival trick. You cannot win, no matter how you move your Queen.”

“We suddenly feel fearful and apprehensive, naked in our perishable flesh, and for just a moment we wish we could go back to being stone—crumbling in death rather than rotting, trapped inside an immobile prison of stone rather than reduced to immaterial souls like those that now rattled within our skulls. The moment passes. There is no point in regretting irreversible decisions—one has to live with them, and we try.”

“What will I be doing in twenty years' time? I'll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?”

“When the last autumn of Dickens's life was over, he continued to work through his final winter and into spring. This is how all of us writers give away the days and years and decades of our lives in exchange for stacks of paper with scratches and squiggles on them. And when Death calls, how many of us would trade all those pages, all that squandered lifetime-worth of painfully achieved scratches and squiggles, for just one more day, one more fully lived and experienced day? And what price would we writers pay for that one extra day spent with those we ignored while we were locked away scratching and squiggling in our arrogant years of solipsistic isolation?”

“And I put my hand on her arm to stop her rowing.”

“I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.”