I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima — Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima — Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima — Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima — Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima — Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima

— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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More “Death” Quotes

In the grueling light that passed for day... — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Sure, cried the tenant men, but it's our land. We measured it and broke it up. We were born on it, and we got killed on — John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath
There are many ways in which life's little candle can be snuffed out. A cold wind pursues us all. — Yann Martel, The High Mountains of Portugal
What has life given me? The beginning is fire, the end is a heap of ashes, and between the end and the beginning lies al — Francis Marion Crawford
I do not fear death.I fear dying incomplete — Levon Peter Poe
People have a courage to die, but don't have a courage to live. — Sarvesh Jain, The Awakening Wisdom of Life: Probably the best Quotation Book in the world
While I live my life expecting to live, others expect that they might die. The rules of the world are not the same for a — Jessica Posner, Find Me Unafraid: Love, Loss, and Hope in an African Slum
Whatsoever is outside, know, is Within. — Fakeer Ishavardas
Life does find a way to create a balance somewhere between smiles and tears. And, like a pendulum's swing, life seldom s — Ralph Webster, A Smile in One Eye: a Tear in the Other
I never realized how much I loved life until I knew it was being taken away. — Karina Halle, Veiled
I came to understand the most intriguing irony of life, that the most intimate partner of life is death. (Page 94) — Neena Verma, A Mother's Cry... A Mother's Celebration
That also which before was from the earth, passes back into the earth, and that which was sent from the borders of ether — Titus Lucretius Carus, The Nature of Things