As if the dead really do persist, even in a bottle of wine.

when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.

Sometimes dead is better

There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won't complain.

The least I can do is speak out for the hundreds of chimpanzees who, right now, sit hunched, miserable and without hope, staring out with dead eyes from their metal prisons. They cannot speak for themselves.

But suppose the endlessly dead were to wake in us some emblem:they might point to the catkins hangingfrom the empty hazel trees, or direct us to the raindescending on black earth in early spring. ---And we, who always think of happinessrising, would feel the emotionthat almost baffles uswhen a happy thing falls.

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.

Life is but a dream for the dead.

It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.

Love is like a brick. You can build a house, or you can sink a dead body.

I do not worship a DEAD and buried Christ at Calvary. I worship a ressurected and LIVING Christ in Heaven! Jesus Christ is alive.

A passionate person says —over my dead body, I will never give up— and you ask him why, he answers —because I have found something not only to live on, but something to die for—!

Would people be excited about your departure from the earth or they would wish you should come back again and again if possible?

For a great many skeptics are put to waste. But this is meant in the sense that which they vainly focus their energy on ridiculing a certain tiny denomination of Biblical fundamentalism, a denomination seated just one chair away from unbelief; they, the skeptics, cannot believe because they are the most literal of fundamentalists: of those that which must interpret Scripture only by means of a sort of obsolete and dead script of intellectual incompetence. By all means, this is supposed to happen - Scripture states of itself that all thought and interpretation is folly without the Holy Spirit - but on the other hand, it seems, ironically, that if one thinks that the Bible is, in its true essence, an outdated text, he doesn't know much about the world around him nor those who live in it. Either that, or he doesn't know much about what it says in relation to the world around him nor to those who live in it. It's as though he, too, is dead to the world and it to him. He has no spirit: he can only possibly understand Scripture as deceased rather than the modern world's very living narrative.

When you go into the world you would not even notice when you become dead

A living dog is better than a dead lion

Faith without any actions in accordance with God's will is a dead faith

The living dead do things without putting life into it.

Why consult the dead on behalf of the living?

Is there any hope for the dead?