Between my head and my hand, there is always the face of death.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm always on the verge of death in my head.
Death always seems to be around me.
If we can't face death, we'll never overcome it. You have to look it straight in the eye. Then you can turn around and walk back out into the light.
Death has always had a prominent place in my mind. There are times when I think somebody might kill me.
Dealing with death is there forever, really, you know, because we all have to face it.
The face is the soul of the body.
I've always got my eye on my deathbed.
I think, in real life, when we're facing death - that is, when we come out on the other side of it, whether it's death of a friend or a family member - you come out on the other side of the mourning cherishing your life that much more.
Death and I are head to head in a total collision, pure and mutual distaste.
I looked Death right in the face.