Love And Death Quotes

“Strange combination, isn't it--gratitude and resentment? But this is the way I think. Actually, I think everybody thinks that way. Even the children of the humans who died long ago, I think they lived their lives holding similar contradictory thoughts about their parents. They were raised to learn about love and death, and they lived out their lives passing from the sunny spots to the shady spots of this world.”
― Otsuichi, Zoo

“Here there is buried legend after legend of youth and melancholy, of savage nights and mysterious bosoms dancing on the wet mirror of the pavement, of women chuckling softly as they scratch themselves, of wild sailors’ shouts, of long queues standing in front of the lobby, of boats brushing each other in the fog and tugs snorting furiously against the rush of tide while up on the Brooklyn Bridge a man is standing in agony, waiting to jump, or waiting to write a poem, or waiting for the blood to leave his vessels because if he advances another foot the pain of his love will kill him.”
― Henry Miller, Black Spring

“If you add the shadow of death to a moment of passion you are in that instant free of all normal ties, your mind grows still and your body enters a state of non-being.”
― Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love

“Then he returned to his theme: 'If so many lovers feel the desire to die and more and more die each day, while still in love, it is because love and death are linked by analogies, by underground passages, and communicate. One leads to the other. The one makes the other more acute, more intense. There is no doubt that death is a great stimulant of love. ("Love And Death")”
― Georges Rodenbach, Hans Cadzand's Vocation & Other Stories

“Are you alone?

- Of course.

- I thought I heard voices.

- I was praying.

- I heard two voices.

- Oh, well, I do both parts.

--Love and Death screenplay”
― Woody Allen Allen

“What was the wager?”
“That death would win over love.”
“Whom did you make the bet with?”
“Love herself. Be glad you didn’t tangle with her, my dear. She’s merciless. An utter savage.”
“More so than you?” asked Belle bitterly.
The countess tilted her head. She lifted the glass heart the Beast had given Belle, smiled, and let it drop again.
“You understand so little,child,” she said. “To love, to truly love another—that is not for the faint of heart. Why, I’ve seen a husband mop the brow of his plague-ridden wife, heedless of his own safety. I’ve seen a murderer’s mother weep at the gallows, and a starving boy give his last crust of bread to his sister. Love is so strong, so ferocious, that she frightens even me. Me, Belle. A woman who strolls through battlefields and sick houses. Who takes tea with executioners.”
― Jennifer Donnelly, Beauty and the Beast: Lost in a Book

“J'ai cherché délibérément à lutter contre mon amour pour toi. Je ne peux que m'y soumettre – je voudrais pouvoir m'agripper à toutes les branches, toutes les racines qui pourraient m'aider à franchir cet âbime de ma vie. Mais je ne puis me leurrer plus longtemps. Si je dois survivre il me faut ton secours. Autrement, tôt ou tard, je tomberai.”
― Marceline Loridan-Ivens, L'Amour après

“Toutes ces pages n'ont pas toujours de date, encore moins de visage, mais elles supposent qu'un homme s'est assis devant une table, un stylo à la main, qu'il a pris le temps de chercher les mots, peut-être de me répondre. Nous écrivions bien je trouve, et qu'importe finalement que l'élan ait duré une heure, une semaine, un mois ou un an, je sens nos cœurs serrés d'alors, l'ombre de la guerre derrière nous, qui nous commande de vivre. [...] Il fallait que nous fassions des phrases amicales, amoureuses, fâcheuses et menteuses. Il nous fallait nous écrire pour raisonner et nous orienter dans ce monde. Nous allions dans les graves du drame, puis dans les aigus du bonheur. Tout est là, dans une valise.”
― Marceline Loridan-Ivens, L'Amour après