Mortal Quotes

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Sigmund Freud
“He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.”
Sigmund Freud, Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis

V. Vale
“A tattoo is a true poetic creation, and is always more than meets the eye. As a tattoo is grounded on living skin, so its essence emotes a poignancy unique to the mortal human condition.”
V. Vale, Modern Primitives: An Investigation of Contemporary Adornment and Ritual

Rick Riordan
“Life is only precious because it ends, kid. Take it from a god. You mortals don't know how lucky you are”
Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune

J.R.R. Tolkien
“The leaves were long, the grass was green,
The hemlock-umbels tall and fair,
And in the glade a light was seen
Of stars in shadow shimmering.
Tinuviel was dancing there
To music of a pipe unseen,
And light of stars was in her hair,
And in her raiment glimmering.

There Beren came from mountains cold,
And lost he wandered under leaves,
And where the Elven-river rolled.
He walked along and sorrowing.
He peered between the hemlock-leaves
And saw in wonder flowers of gold
Upon her mantle and her sleeves,
And her hair like shadow following.

Enchantment healed his weary feet
That over hills were doomed to roam;
And forth he hastened, strong and fleet,
And grasped at moonbeams glistening.
Through woven woods in Elvenhome
She lightly fled on dancing feet,
And left him lonely still to roam
In the silent forest listening.

He heard there oft the flying sound
Of feet as light as linden-leaves,
Or music welling underground,
In hidden hollows quavering.
Now withered lay the hemlock-sheaves,
And one by one with sighing sound
Whispering fell the beechen leaves
In the wintry woodland wavering.

He sought her ever, wandering far
Where leaves of years were thickly strewn,
By light of moon and ray of star
In frosty heavens shivering.
Her mantle glinted in the moon,
As on a hill-top high and far
She danced, and at her feet was strewn
A mist of silver quivering.

When winter passed, she came again,
And her song released the sudden spring,
Like rising lark, and falling rain,
And melting water bubbling.
He saw the elven-flowers spring
About her feet, and healed again
He longed by her to dance and sing
Upon the grass untroubling.

Again she fled, but swift he came.
Tinuviel! Tinuviel!
He called her by her elvish name;
And there she halted listening.
One moment stood she, and a spell
His voice laid on her: Beren came,
And doom fell on Tinuviel
That in his arms lay glistening.

As Beren looked into her eyes
Within the shadows of her hair,
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored shimmering.
Tinuviel the elven-fair,
Immortal maiden elven-wise,
About him cast her shadowy hair
And arms like silver glimmering.

Long was the way that fate them bore,
O'er stony mountains cold and grey,
Through halls of iron and darkling door,
And woods of nightshade morrowless.
The Sundering Seas between them lay,
And yet at last they met once more,
And long ago they passed away
In the forest singing sorrowless.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings

C. JoyBell C.
“The only problem with her is that she is too perfect. She is bad in a way that entices, and good in a way that comforts. She is mischief but then she is the warmth of home. The dreams of the wild and dangerous but the memories of childhood and gladness. She is perfection. And when given something perfect, it is the nature of man to dedicate his mind to finding something wrong with it and then when he is able to find something wrong with it, he rejoices in his find, and sees only the flaw, becoming blind to everything else! And this is why man is never given anything that is perfect, because when given the imperfect and the ugly, man will dedicate his mind to finding what is good with the imperfect and upon finding one thing good with the extremely flawed, he will only see the one thing good, and no longer see everything that is ugly. And so....man complains to God for having less than what he wants... but this is the only thing that man can handle. Man cannot handle what is perfect. It is the nature of the mortal to rejoice over the one thing that he can proudly say that he found on his own, with no help from another, whether it be a shadow in a perfect diamond, or a faint beautiful reflection in an extremely dull mirror.”
C. JoyBell C.

Cassandra Clare
“He remembered Tessa weeping in his arms in Paris, and thinking that he had never known the loss she felt, because he had never loved like she had, and that he was afraid that someday he would, and like Tessa he would lose his mortal love. And that it was better to be the one who died than the one who lived on. He had dismissed that, later, as a morbid fantasy, and had not remembered it again until Alec.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

Matt Haig
“If getting drunk was how people forgot they were mortal, then hangovers were how they remembered.”
Matt Haig, The Humans

Cassandra Clare
“To them, as to Magnus, time was like rain, glittering as it fell, changing the world, but something that could also be taken for granted.
Until you loved a mortal. Then time became gold in a miser's hands, every bright year counted out carefully, infinitely precious, and each one slipping through your fingers.”
Cassandra Clare, The Bane Chronicles

Ted Dekker
“Keep your words. This pain is no life." "You only feel pain because you're alive, boy!" the keeper thundered. "This is the mystery of it. Life is lived on the ragged edge of the cliff. Fall off and you might die, but run from it and you are already dead!”
Ted Dekker, Forbidden

“Man is mortal. This is his fate. Man pretends not to be mortal. That is his sin. Man is a creature of time and place, whose perspectives and insights are invariably conditioned by his immediate circumstances.”
Sylvan Barnet

Darren Shan
“Humans elect leaders on the basis of the promises they make. We [vampires] try to elect ours based solely on the strength of their character.”
Darren Shan, Palace of the Damned

Hermann Hesse
“Were not the gods forms created like me and you, mortal, transient?”
Hermann Hesse

Toba Beta
“When mortals discuss about the eternity,
conclusively it will be a lifetime discussion.”
Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Death devours not only those who have been cooked by old age; it also feasts on those who are half-cooked and even those who are raw.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Many a survivor of a plane crash who is or was against cannibalism and had never eaten human flesh once found themselves in a situation where they had to either eat human flesh, or go the way of all flesh.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

Robert Ingersoll's character was as nearly perfect as it is possible for the character of mortal man to be... none sweeter or nobler had ever blessed the world. The example of his life was of more value to posterity than all the sermons that were ever written on the doctrine of original sin... The genius for humor and wit and satire of a Voltaire, a wide amplitude of imagination, and a greatness of heart and brain that placed him upon an equal footing with the greatest thinkers of antiquity. He stands, at the close of his career, the first great reformer of the age.

{Thomas' words at the funeral of the great Robert Ingersoll}”
Charles S. Thomas

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Most sane human beings who have managed to attain and retain fame each uses it to dramatically increase their name’s chances of being remembered until Jesus comes back, since their heart cannot do what they consciously or unconsciously lust for, that is to say, for it to beat until Jesus returns.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

S. Jae-Jones
“I am merely mortal," I said hoarsely. "Not magic."

"Are you so certain of that, my dear?”
S. Jae-Jones, Shadowsong

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“It goes without saying that even those of us who are going to hell will get eternal life—if that territory really exists outside religious books and the minds of believers, that is. Having said that, given the choice, instead of being grilled until hell freezes over, the average sane human being would, needless to say, rather spend forever idling in an extremely fertile garden, next to a lamb or a chicken or a parrot, which they do not secretly want to eat, and a lion or a tiger or a crocodile, which does not secretly want to eat them.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana, The Use and Misuse of Children

Munia Khan
“Ashes have no fear to burn in hell
In your heart's paradise angels dwell
Rib cage fastens all sins of the wrong
Your bones will sing you mortality’s song”
Munia Khan

Abhijit Naskar
“We are not divine beings in mortal bodies. We are mortal bodies in pursuit of constructing divine perfection within us.”
Abhijit Naskar, Lord is My Sheep: Gospel of Human

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“The worst that can happen to anyone will happen to everyone.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Death is the release of an organism from the prison of life.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“Getting older seems to but does not make us even more mortal.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“If tragedy is about the fact that people are mortal, then comedy is about the fools we make of ourselves on the way to the grave.”
Ryan Bishop, Comedy and Cultural Critique in American Film

Nyki Mack
“A mortal, a sinner, a lost soul... yet just a number in this rat race we call life.”
Nyki Mack

Mokokoma Mokhonoana
“We have presumed based not on our own but on others’ deaths that we are mortal.”
Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Deyth Banger
“To be human is a deadly sin of person who is mortal.”
Deyth Banger

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