Grim Reaper Quotes

“I drive a motorbike, so there is the whiff of the grim reaper round every corner, especially in London.”
― Benedict Cumberbatch

“This was insane. What was wrong with the world? Didn’t they know that ghosts and supernatural powers where little girls helped their dads and uncles solve case didn’t exist?
It was books. It was television shows and movies. They had desensitized the world.
"Damn writers.”
― Darynda Jones, Fifth Grave Past the Light

“What do you think, Vi?"

She smiled wide with a lascivious look. "You had me at werewolf wet t-shirt contest.”
― Juliette Cross, Always Practice Safe Hex

“And your green eyes are the color of the hills- the color of my home.' His voice dropped to a whisper. 'Aye, there's something about you, Lindsey Waters.”
― Cyndi Tefft

“What's this?" I raised our laced hands.

His onyx eyes flickered to me and held. "You can let go if you want."

After a few seconds, I whispered, "I don't want to.”
― Juliette Cross, Always Practice Safe Hex

“You look like a naughty waiter," I remarked with a smile.

"You look like my delicious dinner." His dark gaze was in fact eating me up with relish.”
― Juliette Cross, Always Practice Safe Hex

“You become a changed person when you face the reaper and deny him your soul.”
― Martha Sweeney, Killmore

“She watched as the dancing lights of madness swirled and flickered in his eyes like the fires of hell, and she knew that there would never be anything that could quench those fires except death. Vanessa knew that Jango had become his own Grim Reaper.”
― Cedric Nye, Jango's Anthem

“Lilliana turned around slowly. "What happened? You seemed so relaxed and happy when we were in the desert, like you were a normal person and not the Grim Reaper. Now you're extra...reapy."
She cleared her throat. "Also, you've sprouted horns."
Of course he had.
She eyed him like he was a rabid hellhound, and when her gaze dropped to his feet, he barked, "What are you doing?" "Checking for hooves."
He was pretty sure his horns grew larger. So did his dick. Irritation that he couldn't control his own body, let alone his emotions, pissed him off even more. Made him...as she put it, extra reapy.”
― Larissa Ione, Azagoth

“Are you the spiderman?" I asked, our breaths mingling, mouths inches apart.

"No, Lavinia." He shook his head then dipped closer to me. I was sure he would kiss me, but he skimmed his nose along my jaw until his lips brushed my ear. "You are," he grated, biting my lobe. "And I'm so fucking caught in your web.”
― Juliette Cross, Always Practice Safe Hex

“Fear of death. Buried deep
Living inside of me

Reaper never knocks more than once
That thump is scaring me

Pulmonary veins
They're suddenly filled with ecstasy
Sing and dance in praise
I hope it's God that's sent for me”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Death didn't happen like I expected it to. There was no Grim Reaper, no chorus of angels, no army of demons. And my life didn't flash before my eyes. Death was the color of softness, a delicate green under a thin film of baby powder. There was nothing but soft random thoughts and picture, drifting through me like a child's breath blowing through a dandelion after making a wish. And as I died, I was held by my love. I wanted to soak up her love and smuggle it with me to wherever my soul was headed.
-character Ron (Broken)”
― J. Matthew Nespoli

“Sometimes Death lurks after them for days, weeks, or even months, waiting for their time... Sometimes it doesn’t, and I’ve often raced that omnipresent Reaper to one portion of its work.”
― N.B.Roberts, Halton Cray

“Death is permanent. There’s no coming back if you get off the ferryman’s boat.”
― Martha Sweeney, Killmore

“Death wrapped Hartvigsen tightly in its skeletal wings, causing the woodsman's mouth to open with an eruptive gasp.”
― Kevin Ansbro, In the Shadow of Time

“Who said death is dead? He's fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better off place.”
― Anthony Liccione

“I kill people with my tattoo machine.”
― Abigail Baker, The Reaper's Kiss

“When the Grim Reaper comes to call, words fail- they're just too small.”
― Dixie Lyle, To Die Fur

“Aramis liked the t-shirt he was given because it had the image of the Grim Reaper on it. He liked the irony, since the Grim Reaper took lives, while he was a saver of lives.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“I know this clown," Grim said in an evil tone. "He keeps teasing me with these near death experiences. One day, I'm going to take his butt down even when I'm not supposed to. You can't keep knocking on my door and then slamming it in my face. It's just not right.”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Invincible

“Who is your father?” Vanessa asked. “He’s Death. Sometimes you call him The Grim Reaper. Although he’s really not that grim. Compared to me atleast.” Her iris became white as her pupils shrank. Dabria became skeletal.”
― Lidia Longorio, Death's Rattle

“It is quite beautiful, that level of death, although to some it could be considered nightmarish. Whatda see old pal? Do you see death? Is he waiting at your doorstep for you and ya kin? Does he carrya scythe? Is he hooded like the healers? Or are you fortunate enough to gaze upon his face? Do you see an old, wrinkled man there? Eyes the only thing darker than his skin, with his hair in stark contrast? You kow what they say, black isn’t a colour, but a shade. Void of all colour, just like my pal there is void of all life.
Or do you see a young man hell bent on revenge, trying to bring a loved one back from the grave? Trying so hard he will put every living soul in the ground to lift his love out of it? Is he pissed off that he can grant death, but the one thing he wants, life, is out of his grasp? Does he speak to you at night? When you sleep, with all the lights out, does he glide silently to your bedside and touch you? Does it hurt? Or do you not feel anything, just close your eyes and never open them again? Do you fear death, Steven?”
― Finn Eccleston, The Community: A Funny and Disturbing Conspiracy Mystery Novel

“An Apple A Day, Keeps Death Away by Stewart Stafford

Death came knocking at my door,
He said he’d come to claim my soul,
I said I wasn’t ready yet,
And asked him for an hour or so.

"Death waits for no man!" it roared,
Adding that my time was up,
The Reaper said we were leaving,
And that I was such a cheeky pup.

I asked if he'd like an apple for the trip,
And gestured to my magic tree,
"Aye," he said, reaching up,
His hand stuck to it, to my glee.

"What trick is this?" Death howled,
"Free me, I demand, this instant!"
"Lift my death sentence first," I said,
"Never! Taking life is a constant!"

"Use your other hand to free yourself."
He tried until both hands became stuck,
"Let me live, and you may go," I said,
"Agreed!" Death vanished. What good luck!

An apple a day keeps Death away,
But in the long run, you'll have to pay,
Unless you have a magic tree -
A new lease on life, briefly.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“He felt the strong impulse to rest, to sleep, but struggled against what he knew was the pull of death.”
― David Ball, China Run