Mechanized Death Quotes & Sayings

As long as we keep dividing our lives between events and people we would like to remember and those we would rather forget, we cannot claim the fullness of our beings as a gift of God to be grateful for. — Henri J.M. Nouwen

Let the emperor make war on heaven; let him lead heaven captive in his triumph; let him put guards on heaven; let him impose taxes on heaven! He cannot ... He gets his sceptre where he first got his humanity; his power where he got the breath of life. — Tertullian

And light is mingled with the gloom, And joy with grief; Divinest compensations come, Through thorns of judgment mercies bloom In sweet relief. — John Greenleaf Whittier

When it comes right down to it, this story is not primarily about spies and secret government agencies; it's about violence against women, and the men who enable it. — Stieg Larsson

It is not as if our homeopathic brothers are asleep: far from it, they are awake - many of them at any rate - to the importance of the scientific study of disease. — William Osler

I never needed the Society to Match me. — Ally Condie

I glared at Shane, who gave me an innocent look. With the most serious expression I could make, I joked, "Some of my close friends have called me Black Widow, because after I sleep with someone, I kill them."
Shane looked at me evenly, matching my serious expression, "I have no doubt in my mind that you have had that effect on men, since I feel like I've died every time you've smiled at me. — Christine Zolendz

I find these comparisons particularly poignant: life versus death, hope versus fear. Space exploration and the highly mechanized destruction of people use similar technology and manufacturers, and similar human qualities of organization and daring. Can we not make the transition from automated aerospace killing to automated aerospace exploration of the solar system in which we live? — Carl Sagan

My nephew is not fit to sit a privy, let alone the Iron Throne. — George R R Martin

You'll be there for her through this aftermath. Then you move on and let her finish her life. — Sandy Goldsworthy

One of the great uses of Twitter and Facebook will be to prove at the Last Day that prayerlessness was not from lack of time. — John Piper

Today, when death and old age are increasingly concealed behind euphemisms and comforting baby talk, and life is threatened with being smothered in the mass consumption of hypnotic mechanized vulgarity, the need to confront man with the reality of his situation is greater than ever. For the dignity of man lies in his ability to face reality in all its senselessness; to accept it freely, without fear, without illusions - and to laugh at it. — Martin Esslin

And if nobody reads me, shall I have wasted my time, when I have beguiled so many idle hours with such pleasant and profitable reflections? — Michel De Montaigne

As early as the autumn of 1862, I was made very happy by being sent to school. — John Sergeant Wise

Plunder has matured into habit and addiction; the people who could author the mechanized death of our ghettos, the mass rape of private prisons, then engineer their own forgetting, must inevitably plunder much more. This is not a belief in prophecy but in the seductiveness of cheap gasoline. — Ta-Nehisi Coates

I have been writing for 50 years and readers still read my first book from when I was in the Marine Corps. — Leon Uris

The vastness and deadly desolation of the field, the long-distance operation of steel machines, and the relay of every movement in the night drew an unyielding Titan's mask over the proceedings. You moved toward death without seeing it; you were hit without knowing where the shot came from. Long since had the precision shooting of the trained marksman, the direct fire of guns, and with it the charm of the duel, given way to the concentrated fire of mechanized weapons. The outcome was a game of numbers: Whoever could cover a certain number of square meters with the greater mass of artillery fire, won. — Ernst Junger

To die is to move on with the invisible. To die is also a joy, a joy of submitting to that which is greater than the known, namely, the pure unknown. That is a joy. But to live mechanized and cut off within the motion of the will, to live as an entity absolved from the unknown, that is shameful and ignominious. There is no ignominy in death. There is complete ignominy in an unreplenished, mechanized life. Life indeed may be ignominious, shameful to the soul. But death is never a shame. Death itself, like the illimitable space, is beyond our sullying. — D.H. Lawrence

I am alone with you," he says. "And at the same time, neither of us will ever be alone again. — J. Kenner

Dose who love deep never grow old ... Dey may die of age, but dey die young. — Arthur Wing Pinero