Besides, thy best of rest is sleep and that thou oft provok'st;
yet grossly fear'st thy death which is no more.
No more than sleep.
Sleep.
Perchance to dream.
For in that sleep of death, what dreams?..

And all your yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death

I intend to live forever
or die trying

This is the way the world ends,
not with a bang
but with a wimper

I acend you must die
you must be crucified
for our sins and our lies

And I suggest that you think quickly
for a long life is never a guarantee

This isn't death, this is just a textural event
RIP
-The Bauhaus

that is not dead which can eternal lie,
and in time, even death may die

lordy, lordy, lordy, what a hell of a way to die!
with a rifle up your arse, and a bullet in your eye

I am the annihilator of all and anything that is not worthy of keeping
-Kali

I'm not living, I'm just killing time

Never take life seriously
Nobody gets out alive anyway

The only difference between a rut and a grave is the depth

remember killing time is not murder
its suicide

"Je meurs, je me décompose dans la platitude."
I am dying and decomposing in the midst of platitudes.
-Rembaud

Far from famous graves,
Toward a lonely cemetery,
My heart, like a muffled drum,
Comes beating a funeral march.

Sounds like someone's sick
how marvellous
I do hope it's serious
-The Sword in The Stone ;)

Good health is merely the slowest possible rate at which one can die

Never knock on Death's door;
rind the doorbell and run (he hates that)

graves descending down
why would you help anyone who doesn't want it,
doesn't need it,
doesn't want your shit advice,
when a minds made up to go ahead and die?
whats done is done and gone so why cry?

become your own enemy
turn on your friends
eat out your heart
tonights the end

Ignorance kills kindness
misery kills joy
unhappiness kills laughter
Death kills us all

Death is too definite an object
to be wished for or avoided

will somebody bleed for me
over and over we die one after the other.

I loved once but never again shall i
but still weep for all of ye for letting me die..
the voice begins to fade..

if you're going to kill yourself, take someone with you that you hate

sleep is lovely, death is better still-
Not to be born is of course the miracle

what doesnt kill you makes you fall down and wish you were dead

death is but the end
life is a destruction of yourself