Quotes About Bury

They say it's better to bury your sadness in a graveyard or garden that waits for the spring to wake from its sleep and burst into green.

I don't really need to bury the NBA. I just want the truth to be known about what I did and how I did it.

Perhaps Time itself was draining off down an immense glass, with powdered darkness falling after to bury all.

Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll rot, like other kinds of garbage. That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all. 'I'm cold,' Snowden said. 'I'm cold. 'There, there,' said Yossarian. 'There, there.

What an absurdity to go and bury oneself in South America, where they are always having revolutions.

You can use the power of words to bury meaning or to excavate it.

There ain't no justice, laws of nature rule this land. Better hide your horses, bury your whiskey.

I donÂ't think thereÂ's anything positive in the WCW brand at all. It was dead when they brought it. They were going to bury us when they did business.

June 22, 1844. Saturday.] Joseph whispered and told me either to put the records of the Kingdom into the hands o some faithful man and send them away, or burn them, or bury them. I concluded to bury them, which I did immediately on my return home.

The only feasible reason I can discover is a depraved appetite, giving an extraordinary craving for meat which we call "high." They are said to bury a dead body for a couple of days in the soil in a forest, and in that time, owing to the climate, it soon becomes putrid enough for the strongest stomachs.

The tax code is a monstrosity and there's only one thing to do with it. Scrap it, kill it, drive a stake through its heart, bury it and hope it never rises again to terrorize the American people.

Without the door let sorrow lie, And if for cold it hap to die, We'll bury 't in a Christmas pie, And evermore be merry.

I've lived to bury my desires, And see my dreams corrode with rust; Now all that's left are fruitless fires That burn my empty heart to dust.

Antigone emerges as a figure of pure desire precisely because, with her words and actions, she incites in others this tenacious question: What does she want? She states what she wants from the outset, yet there is no one in the play who is not baffled at one point or another by this question: OK, she wants to bury Polyneices, but what does she actually want?

A lot of cultures believe you take the placenta and you bury it and plant something.

With words I have knit my shroud and will bury myself therein

That, very simply, was what adulthood must be all about—acquiring the skill to bury things more deeply. Out of sight and, whenever possible, out of mind.

So there it is. The welling reservoir of grief, keen and profound beneath the bruise, the proof of her humanity, still intact. She needs to bury it back where it was. She can't indulge it yet.

For most Americans, Friday afternoons are filled with positive anticipation of the weekend. In Washington, it's where government officials dump stories they want to bury. Good news gets dropped on Monday so bureaucrats can talk about it all week.

Purchasing a story in order to bury it is a practice that many in the tabloid industry call 'catch and kill.'

My God, he couldn't help thinking, how terrible it is to be that age, to have emotions so near the surface that the slightest turbulence causes them to boil over. That, very simply, was what adulthood must be all about -- acquiring the skill to bury things more deeply. Out of sight and, whenever possible, out of mind.

That was a long time ago, but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.

For me, America was a place to bury my memories. For Baba, a place to mourn his.

Regin! He leapt up from a bunk. Well, well, the gang's all here. Nix must've given him Regin's whereabouts. Again. I'm going to get you out of here, he said, his green eyes aglow. She snorted. Let me know how that works out for you, Job MacBangup. Seeing Brandr here just brought her situation into stark relief. It's curious though--you don't usually show up until it's time to bury him.