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).
"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 Lass, Dead 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 Endless, The Sandman, "Facade"
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 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
— "The Reaper" by Grave Digger
The churchbell of doom is tolling
The angel of death is near
The ghost with the cowl and the sickle
Spreading terror and fear
— "Black Wings of Death" by Running Wild
And I looked, and behold a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.
— Revelation 6:8
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.
— The Grim Reaper, Chick Tracts
"What'd he say? Who's the fella with the stick?"
"It's Death, Archchancellor," said the Bursar, patiently.
"It's Death, sir. You know."
"Tell him we don't want any."
"All who live know my name and all who oppose me will know Death."
—Death, Darksiders II
There is no fair. There is no justice. There is just me.
— Death, Discworld
DAVE: yo terezi weve got a grim reaper too
DAVE: shit isnt that novel
DAVE: i mean i think even a civilization full of the laziest sons of bitches are gonna make up a myth figure for death
DAVE: like oooh watch OUT death is coming for you hes got like
DAVE: a SKULL and shit
DAVE: i basically have no fucking imagination that sounds badass to me
DAVE: wait wait no how about hes got a BLACK ROBE too
DAVE: and a fuckin scythe to fuckin slash at you with in case you didnt die all the way or whatever
DAVE: daaaaaamn now youre talking bro
DAVE: lets go ahead stick that in our culture forever