Once, I asked her what happened to a body when it died. She said it became a story, and death was just another translation of it.
∆ K-Ming Chang, Bestiary
Gradually, I found myself living more out of a love for life rather than from a fear of dying.
“I had suicidal thoughts when I was young. I fancied myself as a melancholic; quite a lot of people do — it’s a fashionable thing. Anyway, all these ideas were coming to me when I was going to sleep, ideas of self-destruction. They all promptly vanished the moment I was under real threat. There was a sudden urge to live. I wanted to do more, to write more.”
“We figure out what death means when we're born, practically, and we live our whole lives in some kind of weird denial about it.” ― Lauren DeStefano, Sever
“And to live only once–
What if that’s not enough?”
― Gregory Orr, Concerning the Book that is the Body of the Beloved