The End: Deaths in Fiction
“Now he belongs to the ages.”
Epitaph from Abraham Lincoln’s tombstone
Death has always been a fascination of mine. When I was a child I was labeled: odd, macabre, morbid even. Think Vada Sultenfuss in the movie My Girl. It seems being preoccupied with death works well with my Victorian fascination. But somehow I managed to grow up normal, but my interest in death didn’t subside. Death is a deeply symbolic act in literature, and specific character deaths always serve some great purpose on the part of the author. Sometimes I would cry, sometimes I would be heartbroken, and sometimes I would just ask “Why?” The following list is made up of the most profound literary deaths I have experienced in my reading career.
They aren’t the most famous ones, nor are they the most obvious ones (did no one see Dumbledore’s death coming?), but to me, they were the most meaningful.
While I was researching this, I found this great page on Wikipedia about of famous epitaphs:
Spoilers: If you have not read the following books and would still like to, don’t read the rest of my post: Tuck Everlasting, The House of Mirth, Lord of the Rings, Animal Farm, Tess of the D’Ubervilles, The Stand, Interview with the Vampire, or Cold Mountain

The List (so far)