Deceased Quotes

“I have drunk the night
and swallowed the stars.
I am dancing with abandon
and singing with rapture.
There is not a thing I do not love.
There is not a person I have not forgiven.
I feel a universe of love.
I feel a universe of light.
Tonight, I am with old friends
and we are returning home.
The moon is our witness.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“The beauty of death is that it is a constant reminder of the limited time we spend here in this unique life on Earth. It is the ongoing wakeup call that reminds us to be joyous, to laugh, to love, to be compassionate and grateful, and most of all – to forgive.”
― Alaric Hutchinson, Living Peace: Essential Teachings For Enriching Life

“Rest and peace should not be left until you're deceased. They are two vital life incredients everybody needs and seeks.”
― Rasheed Ogunlaru

“Most people do not mind dying, as long as that does not happen today.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“The dead never truly die. They simply change form.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“To hear how much of a great human being you were — even if you really weren’t — open your ears at your funeral.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“From personal experience, I know for sure that the number one thing that saddens the dead more than our grief — is not being conscious of their existence around us. They do want you to talk to them as if they were still in a physical body. They do want you to play their favorite music, keep their pictures out, and continue living as if they never went away. However, time and "corruption" have blurred the lines between the living and the dead, between man and Nature, and between the physical and the etheric. There was a time when man could communicate with animals, plants, the ether, and the dead. To do so requires one to access higher levels of consciousness, and this knowledge has been hidden from us. Why? Because then the plants would tell us how to cure ourselves. The animals would show us their feelings, and the dead would tell us that good acts do matter. In all, we would come to know that we are all one. And most importantly, we would be alerted of threats and opportunities, good and evil, truth vs. fiction. We would have eyes working for humanity from every angle, and this threatens "the corrupt". Secret societies exist to hide these truths, and to make sure lies are preserved from generation to generation.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“Maybe you're dead inside and don't even know it.”
― Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life

“Most human beings would have never been pained by the death of a human being if they had never seen a human being or pretending to be pained by that.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“To the family of a victim of a fatal accident, the deceased was at the wrong place at the wrong time. To the family of the morgue owner, the deceased was at the right place at the right time.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“There used to be a rubbish heap under the great tree in Dhoby Ghaut with a sarabat stall parked next to it. It was a low, sprawling rubbish heap made up of the usual things—refuse from dustbins, paper, old tins and slippers and leaves from the tree above. Then one day, people forgot about it. They found a new dumping place and the old rubbish heap settled low on the ground. Time passed and its contents became warm and rich and fertile and people living in the area would take away potfuls of it to plant flowers in.

Somehow, a rose cutting, slim as a cheeping chicken’s leg and almost brown, appeared on the rubbish heap one day.”
― Gregory Nalpon, The Wayang at Eight Milestone: Stories & Essays

“Long after the poor departed have gone from our hearts, their insignificant dust continues to be mingled, to be used as an alloy, with the events of the past.”
― Marcel Proust, Time Regained

“it is sad to fill a grave with a person full of potential yet completely emptied of anymore possibility to try it once again.”
― Johnnie Dent Jr.

“Isn't funny how we're quick to call everybody in the phone book,
To tell them about the death of someone we all knew?
But never once called that person,
While they were still alive to ask "How do you do?”
― Charmaine J. Forde

“You only have lost a deceased person. A deceased person has lost everything.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Dad, what was that soup you mentioned just now?" asked Koishi as she wiped the table down. "Kenoshiru, did you say?"
"Chopped vegetables--- daikon, carrot, and so on--- deep-fried tofu, and konnyaku, simmered in kombu stock. Apparently the trick is to mix in something called jinda--- mashed soybeans, basically--- right at the end."
"Why did you say that made her father a kind man?" asked Koishi as she made her way into the living room.
"See, the snow's so deep in winter up there that they can't pick the traditional seven herbs of spring," replied Nagare, folding up his newspaper and following her. "So instead of making seven-herb porridge on the seventh of January like everyone else, they make kenoshiru soup. A huge pot of it, which they eat right through until the middle of January. Apparently the original idea was to give women a break from working in the kitchen all the time."
"Hear that, Mum?" said Koishi, kneeling in front of the family altar. "Sounds like the real gentlemen are all up in Hirosaki."
"Hey, we're even nicer in Kyoto. Kikuko knows that better than anyone."
"You keep telling yourself that, Dad," said Koishi, her eyes opening slightly as she joined her hands together and prayed.”
― Jesse Kirkwood, The Restaurant of Lost Recipes

“The terrible energy of the dead.”
― Theodore Roethke, Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke