Death Quote by Gail Caldwell — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“The real hell of this," he told her, "is that you're going to get through it.”

“Hope in the beginning feels like such a violation of the loss, and yet without it we couldn't survive.”

“He told himself a story. Not at first. At first, there wasn’t time for thoughts that came in the shape of words. His head was blessedly empty of stories then. War was coming. It was upon him. Arin had been born in the year of the god of death, and he was finally glad of it. He surrendered himself to his god, who smiled and came close. Stories will get you killed, he murmured in Arin’s ear. Now, you just listen. Listen to me.”

“What do you most value in your friends?”

“But on paper, things can live forever.”

“While he was waiting, leaning on the counter at a coffee place, he remembered the dream he'd had the night before about Antonio Jones, who had been dead for several years now. As before, he asked himself what Jones could have died of, and the one answer that occurred to him was old age. One day, walking down some street in Brooklyn, Antonio Jones had felt tired, sat down on the sidewalk, and a second later stopped existing.”

“No death, no doom, no anguish can arouse the surpassing despair which flows from a loss of identity.”