Sweet Death Quotes:

The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.

- Hermann Hesse

source: Hermann Hesse (2013). “Hermann Hesse: A Pictorial Biography”, p.218, Macmillan

topic: Sympathy, Death, Sweet, Sweet Death, Affirmative

Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the departing sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.

- Washington Irving

source: Washington Irving, William Irving (1824). “Salmagundi”, p.151

topic: Friendship, Inspiring, Goodbye, I Ll Miss You, Losing Friends

But death was sweet, death was gentle, death was kind; death healed the bruised spirit and the broken heart, and gave them rest and forgetfulness; death was man’s best friend; when man could endure life no longer, death came and set him free.

- Mark Twain

source: Mark Twain (1973). “What Is Man? and Other Philosophical Writings”, p.443, Univ of California Press

topic: Sweet, Heart, Men, Sweet Death

The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life

- Lucan

topic: Sympathy, Death, Men, Inspirational Condolences, Suffering And Death

If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.

- Alfred Lord Tennyson

topic: Love, Friendship, Anniversary, Say I Love You, Special Friendship

Sweet death, small son, our instrument Of immortality, Your cries and hungers document Our bodily decay.

- Donald Hall

source: Donald Hall (1990). “Old and New Poems”, p.19, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

topic: Sweet Death

Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.

- Friedrich Schiller

source: Friedrich Schiller (1844). “Sammlung”, p.15

topic: Death, Sweet, Eye, Sweet Death

I grew up in Winnipeg, in the Canadian midwest, the fifth child. It was a great household to grow up in - I was loved to sweet death.

- Len Cariou

topic: Sweet, Children, Growing Up, Winnipeg, Sweet Death

Now I felt the long-forgotten urgency of lovemaking, when it seems one's human selves leave, to be replaced by hungry beasts bolting their food. Gone are the civilized beings who talk of manners and journeys and letters; in their places are two bodies straining to give birth to a burst of inhuman pleasure followed by a great, floating nothingness. An explosion of life followed by death - in this we live, and in this we foreshadow our own sweet deaths.

- Margaret George

topic: Sweet, Journey, Self, Sweet Death

The city is loveliest when the sweet death racket begins. Her own life lived in defiance of nature, her electricity, her frigidaires, her soundproof walls, the glint of lacquered nails, the plumes that wave across the corrugated sky. Here in the coffin depths grow the everlasting flowers sent by telegraph.

- Henry Miller

source: Henry Miller (1963). “Black spring”, Grove Pr

topic: Love, Sweet, Wall, Sweet Death, Telegraph