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Forgetful of thy tomb thou buildest houses.
The mystery at the center of 'Burial Rites' is not who killed whom on the night of March 13, 1828. It is the mystery each of us encounters: Can we every truly know another? Can we ever truly know ourselves?
Ready-to-Halt, Poor Fearing, and thou, Mrs. Despondency, and Much-afraid, go often there [the empty tomb]; let it be your favorite haunt. There build a tabernacle, there abide. And often say to your heart, when you are in distress and sorrow, Come, see the place where the Lord lay.
I lifted you from the tomb world just now and I will continue to lift you until you lose interest and want to quit. But you will have to stop searching for me because I will never stop searching for you.(Mercer)
A grave, on which to rest from singing?
With such evidence, as well as the sealed doorway between the two guardian statues of the King, the mystery gradually dawned upon us. We were but in the anterior portion of a tomb.
I repose in this quiet and secluded spot not from any natural preference for solitude, but finding other cemeteries limited as to race by charter rules, I have chosen this that I might illustrate in my death the principles which I advocated through a long life: EQUALITY OF MAN BEFORE HIS CREATOR.
My enemies make appointments at my tomb.
There's a grave I need to visit.
The usual mixture of rooms and squares and streets that is the mark of the Land of the Dead. Streets lead into kitchens and bedrooms, so no area is completely private or completely public.
Mausoleum, n: the final and funniest folly of the rich.
The tomb is the pedestal of greatness. I make a distinction between God's great and the king's great.
CEMETERY, n. An isolated suburban spot where mourners match lies, poets write at a target and stone-cutters spell for a wager.
Lay these Bones in an unworthy Urn,
Tombless, with no Remembrance over them.
Her grave is in Brocklebridge Churchyard: for fifteen years after her death it was only covered by a grassy mound; but now a gray marble tablet marks the spot, inscribed with her name, and the word 'Resurgam'.
The country blooms - a garden, and a grave.
The grave unites; where e'en the great find rest, And blended lie th' oppressor and th' oppressed!
The grave is not a final destination of man but just a resting place for a while.
Before an empty tomb, we will come to know that Christ our Lord has burst the bands of death and stands forever triumphant over the grave.
I wonder what goes on night and day beneath the surface of a cemetery.
[At Marc Antony's tomb:] Nothing could part us in life, but now in death we are likely to change places, you the Roman lying here in Egyptian soil, and I, helpless woman that I am, being buried in Italy.
The ideal historian goes to the mouth of the tomb, cries: "Lazarus, come forth!" and sets him that was dead for ages, blinking and passionate, in the sun.
The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
The cemetery was vanity transmogrified into stone. Instead of growing more sensible in death, the inhabitants of the cemetery were sillier than they had been in life.
Full circle, from to tomb of the womb to the womb of the tomb, we come
We adorn graves with flowers and redolent plants, just emblems of the life of man, which has been compared in the Holy Scriptures to those fading beauties whose roots, being buried in dishonor, rise again in glory.
You shall not dwell in tombs made by the dead for the living.
All I desire for my own burial, is not to be buried alive; but how or where, I think, must be entirely indifferent to every rational creature.
Oblivion is the flower that grows best on graves.
lying on "mattress graves.
memory is a shallow grave
Today we bury his remains in the earth as a seed of immortality. Our hearts are full of sadness, yet at the same time of joyful hope and profound gratitude.
Who shall conceive the horrors of my secret toil as I dabbled among the unhallowed damps of the grave or tortured the living animal to animate the lifeless clay?
You need a cemetery to go through life
Mariner, do not ask whose tomb this may be, but go with good fortune: I wish you a kinder sea.
God emptied out that first tomb so that He could turn around and empty out me.
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its walls, And breathes a benison o'er the sleeping dust.
We stood in the graveyard, among the tombstones, forty-some dead people and me. A couple of my fellow funeral-goers had even been in their own coffins, deep under several feet of French soil.
The living grave of crime.
Even cities have their graves!
It was a happy cemetery. The
In American military cemeteries all over the world, seemingly endless rows of whitened grave markers stand largely unvisited and in silence. The gardeners tend the lawns, one section at a time. Even at the famous sites, tourism is inconstant.
I've been buried alive!
Death is the only monastery; the tomb is the only cell, and the grave that adjoins the convent is the bitterest mock of its futility.
EPITAPH OF JALALUDIN RUMI
When we are dead, seek not our tomb in the earth, but find it in the hearts of men.
Music helps to forget
This forsaken tomb,
That is my abode
Cellars down
Far below
Under the ground, ...
The grave, where sets the orb of being, sets
To rise, ascend, and culminate above
Eternity's horizon evermore.
Over the bowls of memory where every hollow holds a hallow
The first grave. Now we're getting someplace. Houses and children and graves, that's home, Tom. Those are the things that hold a man down.
The catacombs where ghostly bodies lie. In the silence you hear the screams go by.
A tomb now suffices him for whom the world was not enough.
[Alexander's tombstone epitaph]
I will announce some of the tombs I found next to the great pyramid of Khufu. One is an intact tomb that I have not opened yet.
He sits in his tomb up top of the Newport hotel. It contains a crunchy armchair, a floppy bed, several arrogant spiders, a mattress with stains the shapes of planets and an existential crisis. But he wouldn't want to sound too French about it.
Of dead kingdoms I recall the soul, sitting amid their ruins
Abode where lost bodies roam each searching for its lost one.
In chambers deep, Where waters sleep, What unknown treasures pave the floor.
As all things eternal and primordial reappear, so all things mortal return to the earth. Honor, old age, probity, justice, constance, virtue, and gentleness are all gathered into the cold tomb.
Tombs are the clothes of the dead and a grave is a plain suit; while an expensive monument is one with embroidery.
Who wants to go down the creepy tunnel inside the tomb first?
- Riley Poole
Memory, in widow's weeds, with naked feet stands on a tombstone.
The monument of death will outlast the memory of the dead. The Pyramids do not tell the tale which was confided to them; the living fact commemorates itself.
The back door of every tomb opens on a hilltop.
The dusty tombs of long-dead exorcist priests lay in the alcoves below, surmounted by stone effigies, the features eroded by the passing of time and the reverent caresses of their grateful parishioners, a reminder, she knew all too well, of the brevity of life.
I found in one of the tombs an inscription saying, 'If you touch my tomb, you will be eaten by a crocodile and hippopotamus.' It doesn't mean the hippo will eat you, it means the person really wanted his tomb to be protected.
Quiet through the grave go I; or else beneath the graves I lie
Mourn for the living, the dead have got their camphor gardens.
How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis.
Picpus Cemetery, where Lafayette is buried under dirt from Bunker Hill.
preferably left buried in
It was like the Secret Garden.
Of dead people.
At that moment his soul is fuller of the tomb and him who lies there than of the altar and Him of whom it speaks. Such stages have to be gone through, I believe, by all young and brave souls, who must win their way through hero-worship to the worship of Him who is the King and Lord of heroes.
The grave is a very small hillock, but we can see farther from it, when standing on it, than from the highest mountain in all the world.
In cemeteries of memories, our love will lie in caskets.
The most valuable land in the world is the graveyard. In the graveyard are buried all of the unwritten novels, never-launched businesses, unreconciled relationships, and all of the other things that people thought, 'I'll get around to that tomorrow.' One day, however, their tomorrows ran out.
The coffin, it shall protect me, though Death himself lies in it
I am a cemetery by the moon unblessed.
He feels himself buried in those two infinities, the ocean and the sky, at one and the same time: the one is a tomb; the other is a shroud.
The house was a sepulcher, our fear and suffering lay buried in the ruins. There would be no resurrection.
Still deep I burrow, waiting for tomorrow. Closed off, I bear. The open elements don't care. Laid here in this nest, dormant now I rest. Aching to live and roam, though still burrowed in my tomb. When time brings my spring, maybe I'll rise like a king.
-Anonymous
GRAVE, n. A place in which the dead are laid to await the coming of the medical student.
Only where there are graves are there resurrections.
Graves they say are warm'd by glory;
Foolish words and empty story.
Don't bury me but instead use me as fertilizer to grow a tree..I can prove to you im useful both alive and dead
The final notes of the funeral march dropped like violets onto the tomb of the hero
I carved out little spaces within my heart; little, lovely mausoleums where I could lock each and every one of them inside, keep the memories safe and close to me forever.
The cemetery is the home of those who are not here, come in.
pleasant-enough place, as cemeteries went, and if somebody had told him that he'd be buried there, after a life of, say, a hundred forty years and much more sex and barbecue, he would have been content with the prospect.
It was a crypt where music played to masses of the dead, and McJagger was their desolate pharaoh, a walking mummified king. I remembered it well.
building in there? Coffins. Lots and lots
Never the grave gives back what it has won!
A golden tomb is useful only for the thieves!
The most buried treasures lie in the cemetery. There lies buried the dreams that never came true, the goals that were never reached, the inventions that were never created and the books that were never written.
Don't be a buried treasure.
My body will not be a tomb for other creatures.
For rigorous teachers seized my youth,
And purged its faith, and trimm'd its fire,
Show'd me the high, white star of Truth,
There bade me gaze, and there aspire.
Even now their whispers pierce the gloom:
What dost thou in this living tomb?
You can walk into your room after walking out through the door, but you cannot come out of your grave after being buried into the soil.
To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
There are noble mausoleums rooted for centuries in retired glades of parks among the growing timber and the fern, which perhaps hold fewer noble secrets than walk abroad among men, shut up in the breast of Mr. Tulkinghorn.
I just got done digging a hole shaped like a human body. But I have no idea what to bury. I'll probably hide all my love for you, like I would with any other treasure.
The cemetery is my sense of comfort, my sanctuary in a world of darkness, the one piece of light that i have in my life.