The Grim Reaper/Quotes

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Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of men?
The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of potato.
Squeak, he said.
Death waved a hand dismissively. Well, yes, obviously me, he said. I was just wondering if there was anyone else.

Not a bad chap when you get to know him (and sooner or later, everyone gets to know him).
There is no fair. There is no justice. There is just me.
DeathDiscworld
It's a Mr. Death or something. He's come about the reaping. Honestly, I don't think we need any!
That night, a man was killed by a speeding car and I was there to take his soul. The street on which he died turned into a flowing river of light, and he hesitated at its banks. I told him to take a deep breath as if its the last one you will ever take, because sometimes in life, or in death I guess, you just never know.
Georgia LassDead Like Me, "Rest In Peace"
When the first living thing existed, I was there, waiting. When the last living thing dies, my job is finished. I'll put the chairs on tables, turn out the lights and lock the universe behind me when I leave.
Death of the EndlessThe Sandman, "Facade"

Death: You have an inflated sense of your importance. To a thing like me, a thing like you... well think about how you'd feel if a bacterium sat at your table and started to get snarky. This is one little planet in one tiny solar system in a galaxy that's barely out of its diapers. I'm old, Dean. Very old. So I invite you to contemplate how insignificant I find you. Eat. Good, isn't it?
[...]
Dean: Well, I gotta ask. How old are you?
Death: As old as God, maybe older. Neither of us can remember anymore. Life, death, chicken, egg. Regardless, at the end, I'll reap him too.
Dean: God? You'll reap God?
Death: Oh, yes. God will die too, Dean.
Dean: Well this is way above my pay grade.
Death: Just a bit.
Dean: So why am I still breathing, sitting here with you? What do you want?
Death: The leash around my neck, off. Lucifer has me bound to him. Some unseemly little spell. He has me where he wants, when he wants. That's why I couldn't go to you, I had to wait for you to catch up. He made me his weapon; hurricanes, floods, raising the dead. I'm more powerful than you can process and I'm enslaved to a bratty child having a tantrum.

Supernatural, "Two Minutes to Midnight"

Death be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so

John Donne"Holy Sonnet X"

Death: When next we meet, the hour will strike for you and your friends.
Block: And you will reveal your secrets?
Death: I have no secrets.
Block: So you know nothing?
Death: I am unknowing.

It was silent as the void, and to look upon it was to know terror. It drifted above us with slow, liquid grace, and its gaze caused madness and despair wherever it fell. Those it came near took their own lives rather than endure its hellish presence.
Morilla, Harlequin Shadowseer, Warhammer 40,000

Look behind you, he stands behind you
The Reaper shall return
Look beside you, he walks beside you
The Reaper has returned

Grave Digger"The Reaper"

The churchbell of doom is tolling
The angel of death is near
The ghost with the cowl and the sickle
Spreading terror and fear

Running Wild"Black Wings of Death"
And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.
‎He was there from the beginning. A power that exist at the end of all things. He walked with our gods and shaped our deepest beliefs. An executioner at the gallows. A lone hunter on a pale horse. A soldier on the battlefield. A criminal in the shadows. Fields become burial grounds in his wake. Every great atrocity, every feeble passing, he stands witness. In our strife, in our revolutions and in our wars, he has left his mark. And in the end, his will be the last face you see.
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