What is a country? A country is a piece of land surrounded on all sides by boundaries, usually unnatural. Englishmen are dying for England, Americans are dying for America, Germans are dying for Germany, Russians are dying for Russia. There are now fifty or sixty countries fighting in this war. Surely so many countries can't all be worth dying for.
First I was dying to finish high school and start college. And then I was dying to finish college and start working. And then I was dying to marry and have children. And then I was dying for my children to grow old enough for school so I could return to work. And then I was dying to retire. And now, I am dying... and suddenly I realize I forgot to live.
If you were dying... If you were sixteen and dying... If your blood was spilling out of you, calling to them, the creatures of the night, and you knew you were dying... If you saw their pale faces and the gleam of sharp teeth in the moonlight, and you felt your blood spilling warmly over your hands, and you knew beyond any doubt that you were dying... Wouldn't you say yes? Yes, turn me. Yes, I want to live. Yes... make me one of you.
What you don't see on television is people dying today because they can't get to a doctor and they can't afford prescription drugs. That's why they are also dying. They are dying in Iraq because they are poor and they have gone into the military because they can't afford to go to college. They're dying because they're living in communities where asthma rates are extremely high because the air is filthy. The suffering of the poor and working class people is a virtual nonissue for the media. But that is the reality.
Here's a secret, " I said. "There's a difference between being dead and dying. We're all dying. Some of us die for ninety years, and some of us die for nineteen. But each morning everyone on this planet wakes up one day closer to their death. Everyone. So living and dying are actually different words for the same thing, if you think about it.
When we fail to tend to the fragilities of a flower as we become distracted by the noise of our minds, our plant is essentially dying. The quintessence of dying in the sense that we are failing to be mindful of the present moment, for life is the paradox of both living and dying concurrently. Just as we are living each moment, we are dying with every moment, and the essence of living is within each breath that ultimately comprises life as a whole.
Once you are afraid of death you are bound to be afraid of life. That's why I am talking about this Hasidic approach. The whole approach consists of methods, ways and means of how to die - the art of dying is the art of living also. Dying as an ego is being born as a non 'ego; dying as a part is being born as a whole; dying as man is a basic step towards being born as a God.
THOUGH YOUR BROTHER'S BOUND AND GAGGED AND THEY'VE CHAINED HIM TO A CHAIR WON'T YOU PLEASE COME TO CHICAGO JUST TO SING IN A LAND THAT'S KNOWN AS FREEDOM HOW CAN SUCH A THING BE FAIR WON'T YOU PLAESE COME TO CHICAGO FOR THE HELP WE CAN BRING WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD - RE-ARRANGE THE WORLD IT'S DYING - TO GET BETTER POLITICIANS SIT YOURSELF DOWN, THERE'S NOTHING FOR YOU HERE WON'T YOU PLEASE COME TO CHICAGO FOR A RIDE DON'T ASK JACK TO HELP YOU CAUSE HE'LL TURN THE OTHER EAR WON'T YOU PLEASE COME TO CHICAGO OR ELSE JOIN THE OTHER SIDE WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD - RE-ARRANGE THE WORLD IT'S DYING - IF YOU BELIEVE IN JUSTICE IT'S DYING - AND IF YOU BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IT'S DYING - LET A MAN LIVE IT'S OWN LIFE IT'S DYING - RULES AND REGULATIONS, WHO NEEDS THEM OPEN UP THE DOOR SOMEHOW PEOPLE MUST BE FREE I HOPE THE DAY COMES SOON WON'T YOU PLEASE COME TO CHICAGO SHOW YOUR FACE FROM THE BOTTOM TO THE OCEAN TO THE MOUNTAINS OF THE MOON WON'T YOU PLEASE COME TO CHICAGO NO ONE ELSE CAN TAKE YOUR PLACE WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD - RE-ARRANGE THE WORLD IT'S DYING - IF YOU BELIEVE IN JUSTICE IT'S DYING - AND IF YOU BELIEVE IN FREEDOM IT'S DYING - LET A MAN LIVE IT'S OWN LIFE IT'S DYING - RULES AND REGULATIONS, WHO NEEDS THEM OPEN UP THE DOOR WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD
The apocalypse is now! Americans know this, that the only hope is the flying saucers. Do you know how I see the world? Like a person who is dying. It's a worm who is dying to make a butterfly. We must not stop the worm from dying, we must help the worm to die to help the butterfly to be born. We need to dance with death. This world is dying, but very well. We will make a big, big enormous butterfly. You and I will be the first movements in the wings of the butterfly because we are speaking like this.
My blood was boiling, which is not a good thing for a coldblood. Dracula was dead. Rex was dying or dead. Breakfast was dying. And I was caring about it all. Meanwhile, that blasted Gunnar did nothing but sit and stare at his teevee all day. He was the reason we were all here, the reason we were suffering and dying, and he barely noticed us. I hissed so hard it hurt.
if they hadn't both been pretending, but had had what is called a heart-to-heart talk, that is, simply told each other just what they were thinking and feeling, then they would just have looked into each other's eyes, and Constantine would only have said: 'You're dying, dying, dying!' - while Nicholas would simply have replied: 'I know I'm dying, but I'm afraid, afraid, afraid!' That's all they would have said if they'd been talking straight from the heart. But it was impossible to live that way, so Levin tried to do what he'd been trying to do all his life without being able to, what a great many people could do so well, as he observed, and without which life was impossible: he tried to say something different from what he thought, and he always felt it came out false, that his brother caught him out and was irritated by it.
I find that many Christians are in trouble about the future; they think they will not have grace enough to die by. It is much more important that we should have grace enough to live by. It seems to me that death is of very little importance in the meantime. When the dying hour comes, there will be dying grace; but you do not require dying grace to live by.
Dwight L. Moody
I need the money, people are very coy about money, and the ladies arent just coy, they are sci fi about money... people ask, well, dont sweet things happen? yes, indeed, many sweet things, but sweet doesnt keep you from dying, making love doesnt keep you from dying unless you get paid, writing doesnt keep you from dying unless you get paid, being wise doesnt keep you from dying unless you get paid, facts are facts, being poor makes you face facts which also does not keep you from dying.
It's like they say about soldiers coming back from war. People all around you are dying. Really dying, Eric. You go in for a week's chemotherapy and you're in a ward with people who are really, actually dying, there and then and doing their best to come to terms with it. When the week's up, you go home and you see your family and your friends and everything's normal and familiar. It's too much. You think - one world can't possibly hold both these lives and you feel like you're going to go crazy when you realise the world is that big and it can fill with the most terrible things whenever it wants to.
Well, the first thing that clued me in to the fact that there was something really scary about breast cancer, way beyond the thought of dying, was coming across an ad in the newspaper for pink breast cancer teddy bears. I am not that afraid of dying, but I am terrified of dying with a pink teddy bear under my arm.