No, no he's not going to die because we're going to save him, all right?

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain and, bang, I wake up, there's blood everywhere and I'm shot in the arm, and Claire's dead.

So, you're a former death, black model... which is now suddenly 'S live, bare bum is... after 'n weekend on the moon to have spent.

I helped you fake your death, swore to the Coast Guard I'd seen your body disappear so they could declare you dead, just like we planned.

Well, what I saw was very, very real, so I'm just not gonna let you go very far for a while.

Gertz just told us that the Rukovskaya Bratva came here cracking heads, looking for Leo.

Sam, when I was human, I died, and that showed me that life is precious, and it must be protected at all costs, even a life as... as pig-headed as a Winchester's.

When Detective Bell collected the dead man's effects, obviously he imagined I would find some meaning in a collection of fast food receipts and faded photographs of Mr. Piller's high school marching band-- alas, I'm not a psychic.

It has been said that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken, that we are only truly gone when we've disappeared from the memories of those who loved us, meaning a great artist never dies.

You've been locked in this house for four years lighting candles to your dead daughter's shrine.

This is some fucked-up shit. You really think he just found the body? The abrasions seem to have happened postmortem, and discoloration on the abdomen tells me he's probably a bridge jumper.

Isaac... the radio you risked your life for, it's dead.

And Yudhisthira replied, "The most wondrous thing in the world is that all around us people can be dying and we don't realize it can happen to us."

See for me, cultivating the Infinity Mushroom is more than just scientific experimentation or gardening or raising a pet, it's a step towards accepting the fact that someday I will die and decay.

And by "parent yourself", I mean it's your job to make yourself do the crap you don't want to do, so you can be everything that you're supposed to be.

We perish, they survive; we have one life, they have many lives, and in each life they can mean different things.

It was about children who were born with deformities, and their parents felt that once they were born with those deformities, they were not good enough to live in the society, so they were given some concoction to take and as a result they died.

We've discovered that our universe is vastly grander than our ancestors imagined and that life seems to be an almost imperceptibly small perturbation on an otherwise dead universe.

There's a saying in Toraja that all people will become grandparents, and what this means is that after death, we all become part of the ancestral line that anchors us between the past and the present and will define who our loved ones are into the future.

I am addicted to adventure, and as a young boy, I would rather look outside the window at the birds in the trees and the sky than looking at that two-dimensional chalky blackboard where time stands still and even sometimes dies.

We wear all black, we get very depressed, you think we're adorable, we're dead inside because we've got no choice.

(Laughter) The Pythagorean theorem is still true even though Pythagoras is dead, I assure you it's true. (Laughter) Even if the world collapsed the Pythagorean theorem would still be true.

Cameras can take pictures like this one by converting lights into a two-dimensional array of numbers known as pixels, but these are just lifeless numbers.

But in town, where corals had died from overfishing, from pollution, the tropical storm picked up the dead corals and used them as bludgeons to kill the corals that were left.

Each time ovulation doesn't result in a healthy pregnancy, the womb gets rid of its endometrial lining, along with any unfertilized eggs, sick, dying, or dead embryos.

Thus, multitudinous creatures living and dying on an old planet leave behind immense numbers of fossils, each one a small miracle, but collectively, inevitable.

So that was one version of me, and I would die to avoid being in that situation again -- to get rejected in public again.

During the march, the head guerrillas told us that Pincho had died, and that they had found his remains eaten by an anaconda.

Through the mid-20th century, members of the community would, if possible, make their funerary preferences known in advance, sometimes requesting that family members gather to consume the body after death.

But that hospital was over four hours away, and Sevitha didn't have the means to get there, so her baby died.