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  • #1
    Caitlin Doughty
    “Death might appear to destroy the meaning in our lives, but in fact it is the very source of our creativity. As Kafka said, “The meaning of life is that it ends.” Death is the engine that keeps us running, giving us the motivation to achieve, learn, love, and create.”
    Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory

  • #2
    Caitlin Doughty
    “Sifting through an urn of cremated remains you cannot tell if a person had successes, failures, grandchildren, felonies. “For you are dust, and to dust you shall return.”
    Caitlin Doughty, Smoke Gets in Your Eyes: And Other Lessons from the Crematory

  • #3
    Caitlin Doughty
    “Death avoidance is not an individual failing; it’s a cultural one. Facing death is not for the faint-hearted. It is far too challenging to expect that each citizen will do so on his or her own. Death acceptance is the responsibility of all death professionals—funeral directors, cemetery managers, hospital workers. It is the responsibility of those who have been tasked with creating physical and emotional environments where safe, open interaction with death and dead bodies is possible.”
    Caitlin Doughty, From Here to Eternity: Traveling the World to Find the Good Death

  • #4
    S.T. Gibson
    “I made you into my private Christ, supplicated with my own dark devotions. Nothing existed beyond the range of your exacting gaze, not even me. I was simply a non-entity when you weren't looking at me, an empty vessel waiting to be filled by the sweet water of your attention.
    A woman can't live like that, my Lord. No one can. Don't ask me why I did it.
    God, forgive me.
    Christ, forgive me.”
    S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

  • #5
    S.T. Gibson
    “I will render you as you really were, neither cast in pristine stained glass or unholy fire. I will make you into nothing more than a man, tender and brutal in equal measure, and perhaps in doing so I will justify myself to you. To my own haunted conscience.”
    S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

  • #6
    S.T. Gibson
    “I know you loved us all, in your own way. Magdalena for her brilliance, Alexi for his loveliness. But I was your war bride, your faithful Constanta, and you loved me for my will to survive. You coaxed that tenacity out of me and broke it down in your hands, leaving me on your work table like a desiccated doll until you were ready to repair me. You filled me with your loving guidance, stitched up my seams with thread in your favorite color, taught me how to walk and talk and smile in whatever way pleased you best. I was so happy to be your marionette, at first. So happy to be chosen.”
    S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

  • #7
    S.T. Gibson
    “What is more lovely, after all, than a monster undone with want?”
    S.T. Gibson, A Dowry of Blood

  • #8
    J.M. Barrie
    “All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.”
    J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

  • #9
    J.M. Barrie
    “Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
    J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

  • #10
    J.M. Barrie
    “When the first baby laughed for the first time, its laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.”
    J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

  • #11
    J.M. Barrie
    “Build a house?" exclaimed John.

    "For the Wendy," said Curly.

    "For Wendy?" John said, aghast. "Why, she is only a girl!"

    "That," explained Curly, "is why we are her servants.”
    J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

  • #12
    J.M. Barrie
    “I suppose it's like the ticking crocodile, isn't it? Time is chasing after all of us.”
    J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

  • #14
    Neil Gaiman
    “Face your life, its pain, its pleasure, leave no path untaken.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #14
    Neil Gaiman
    “You're always you, and that don't change, and you're always changing, and there's nothing you can do about it.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #15
    Neil Gaiman
    “If you dare nothing, then when the day is over, nothing is all you will have gained.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #16
    Neil Gaiman
    “Name the different kinds of people,’ said Miss Lupescu. ‘Now.’

    Bod thought for a moment. ‘The living,’ he said. ‘Er. The dead.’ He stopped. Then, ‘... Cats?’ he offered, uncertainly.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #17
    Neil Gaiman
    “People want to forget the impossible. It makes their world safer.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #18
    Neil Gaiman
    “Kiss a lover,
    Dance a measure,
    Find your name
    And buried treasure.

    Face your life,
    It's pain,
    It's pleasure,
    Leave no path untaken.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #19
    Neil Gaiman
    “The tongue is the most remarkable. For we use it both to taste out sweet wine and bitter poison, thus also do we utter words both sweet and sour with the same tongue.”
    Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book

  • #20
    Patrick Süskind
    “He succeeded in being considered totally uninteresting. People left him alone. And that was all he wanted.”
    Patrick Suskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

  • #21
    Patrick Süskind
    “...talent means nothing, while experience, acquired in humility and with hard work, means everything.”
    Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

  • #22
    Patrick Süskind
    “Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.”
    Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

  • #23
    Patrick Süskind
    “There was only one thing the perfume could not do. It could not turn him into a person who could love and be loved like everyone else. So, to hell with it he thought. To hell with the world. With the perfume. With himself”
    Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

  • #24
    Patrick Süskind
    “He had withdrawn solely for his own personal pleasure, only to be near to himself. No longer distracted by anything external, he basked in his own existence and found it splendid.”
    Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer



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