The conceit of an anchorman is we never think we're going to die, I suppose.
When I was very young I was sort of floored by the fact that my mother and my father and everyone I knew was going to die one day, and myself too. I had a sort of a philosophical crisis. I couldn't believe that we were mortal.
Literatures, like trees and plants, are born of a land and in it flourish and die. But literatures, also like plants, may be carried abroad to take root in a foreign soil.
Legends die hard. They survive as truth rarely does.
I would like to leave the world a better place than when I entered it. I would hope that by the time I die I could have learned from the years of living and hand something down.
Now, you might think of flu as just a really bad cold, but it can be a death sentence. Every year, 36,000 people in the United States die of seasonal flu. In the developing world, the data is much sketchier, but the death toll is almost certainly higher.
I always individuate myself from other writers who say they would die if they couldn't write. For me, I'd die if I couldn't read.
A few can touch the magic string, and noisy fame is proud to win them: Alas for those that never sing, but die with all their music in them!
I miss animation very passionately. Not continuously, but every once in a while I would die to do another film.
If you don't execute your ideas, they die.
For ideas to prevail, many of their defenders have to die in obscurity. Their anonymous influence makes itself felt.
Once you have children it's love without bounds. You would die for them in an instant, without question. How can you better that?
If you want to really know what your friends and family think of you die broke, and then see who shows up for the funeral.
Before my cancer was diagnosed, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn't know when. After the diagnosis, I knew that someday I would die, but I didn't know when. But now I knew it acutely.
I win or I die.
Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.
We might as well die as to go on living like this.
At what point then is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer, if it ever reach us, it must spring up amongst us. It cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot, we must ourselves be its author and finisher. As a nation of freemen, we must live through all time, or die by suicide.
But go on, valiant champion; you die not as a fool, though the apostate, unfaithful, and lukewarm ministers and professors of this generation think and say so.
Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.
I loved music, but I found myself at the point where I wanted to die. I didn't care about life.
In America it's live by the sword of freedom of expression and be will to die by it as well.
I believe the adventure game genre will never die any more than any type of storytelling would ever die.
Some directors expect you to do everything; write, be producer, psychiatrist. Some just want you to die in a tragic accident during the shooting so they can get the insurance.
Who wants a world in which the guarantee that we shall not die of starvation entails the risk of dying of boredom?
The king must die so that the country can live.
It requires more courage to suffer than to die.
I was born as a soldier and will die as one.
I would rather die in freedom on my way back home than starve to death here.
I don't take nothin' from no one. I do what I wanna do. And I'm gonna do that until the day I die. And if I can't do that, then I'll just die.
Stare, pry, listen, eavesdrop. Die knowing something. You are not here long.
I saw a great many men die afterwards, some suffering horribly, but I do not recall any death that affected me quite so much as that of this first victim in my platoon.
Twilight - a time of pause when nature changes her guard. All living things would fade and die from too much light or too much dark, if twilight were not.
We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.
Nothing is more confused than to be ordered into a war to die or to be maimed for life without the faintest idea of what's going on.
Likewise today, some Christians are content to merely exist until they die. They don't want to risk anything, to believe God, to grow or mature. They refuse to believe his Word, and have become hardened in their unbelief. Now they're living just to die.
