Miss Anthropic Principle

Whenever I see anyone’s name on Yahoo trending, I worry that they’ve died.

Harold Ramis’ death has hit me in a way I didn’t think it would.
And make death proud to take us.
Cleopatra, Anthony and Cleopatra - William Shakespeare (via aphrosidiac)
Death is but a door. Time is but a window. I’ll be back.

Just before Vigo the Carpathian’s head died, he uttered this prophetic warning.

- Ghostbusters II

(via the-canoodler)

I have an affection for it, for it was the offspring of happy days, when death and grief were but words which found no true echo in my heart.
Mary Shelley (on Frankenstein)
are-are-kay:

Félicien Rops

are-are-kay:

Félicien Rops

We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.
Charles Bukowski (via thymoss)
31st December 1913: A man holds a horse wearing funeral plumes (a dying custom). (Photo by Topical Press Agency/Getty Images)

31st December 1913: A man holds a horse wearing funeral plumes (a dying custom). (Photo by Topical Press Agency/Getty Images)

lordofvermin:


Sunset on the Styx



I should know this artist…

lordofvermin:

Sunset on the Styx

I should know this artist…

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Do you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?
missanthropicprinciple:


Sweet Death: A Mix for the Morbid at Heart
1) Toccata - Eugène Gigout  2) Frozen - Madonna 3) Toccata & Fugue in D minor - Johann Sebastian Bach  4) From Holberg’s Time: 4, Air - Edvard Grieg  5) Firebird (Berceuse) - Igor Stravinsky 6) It’s Personal - The Radio Dept. 7) My Death - David Bowie (Jacques Brel) 8) She’s In Parties - Bauhaus 9) Back to Black - Amy Winehouse 10) Cello Concerto In E Minor, Op. 85 - 3. Adagio - Edward Elgar
Inspired by THIS.
Édouard Ravel de Malval - Death on a pale horse

Édouard Ravel de Malval - Death on a pale horse

Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside of us while we live.
Norman Cousins (via waywardtrails)
I had more or less made my mind up to die
because in the circumstances there didn’t seem anything else to be done.
Sigfried Sassoon - Memoirs of an Infantry Officer (via sonyman)