Mary Oliver - Death Quotes

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How heron comes It is a negligence of the mind not to notice how at dusk heron comes to the pond and stands there in his death robes, perfect servant of the system, hungry, his eyes full of attention, his wings pure light

Mary Oliver
Maybe death isn't darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us—

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What misery to be afraid of death. What wretchedness, to believe only in what can be proven.

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Death waits for me, I know it, around
one corner or another.
This doesn't amuse me.
Neither does it frighten me. After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers.
It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy.
I walked slowly, and listened to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing.

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I feel the terror of idleness, like a red thirst. Death isn't just an idea.

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Every word is a messenger. Some have wings; some are filled with fire; some are filled with death.

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I don't know what God is.
I don't know what death is. But I believe they have between them
some fervent and necessary arrangement.

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I know death is the fascinating snake under the leaves, sliding and sliding; I know the heart loves him too, can't turn away, can't break the spell. Everything wants to enter the slow thickness, aches to be peaceful finally and at any cost. Wants to be stone.

Mary Oliver