La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso. — William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Download Customize

La vida es mi tortura y la muerte será mi descanso.

— William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
death juliet life romeo shakespeare william

More “Death” Quotes

Dying is an art.Like everything else,I do it exceptionally well.I do it so it feels like hell.I do it so it feels real.I — Sylvia Plath, Ariel
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die. — Thomas Campbell
She's not here," I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim." A — Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
Fear not death for the sooner we die, the longer we shall be immortal. — Benjamin Franklin
Together, they would watch everything that was so carefully planned collapse, and they would smile at the beauty of dest — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
The heaviness of loss in her heart hadn't eased, but there was room there for humour, too. — Nalo Hopkinson, Brown Girl in the Ring
No one can say that death found in me a willing comrade, or that I went easily. — Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Princess
People pontificate, "Suicide is selfishness." Career churchmen like Pater go a step further and call in a cowardly assau — David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas
Mostly it is loss which teaches us about the worth of things. — Arthur Schopenhauer, Parerga and Paralipomena
The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective. — James Patterson, The Angel Experiment
Would it hurt to die? — J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And when the earth shall claim your limbs — Kahlil Gibran