Quotes About Funeral

Each family of the United States military now attends to their loved ones funeral with a wrenching worry that it will be met possibly with a protest or a demonstration.

My nighttime look is exactly like my daytime look - like I'm going to a super fancy funeral. I guess it would be considered extreme to most people, but I like it that way. The idea of conventional beauty isn't attractive to me... that's why, when I was growing up, I felt kind of torn about makeup.

He tried to make me wear a suit." "Why?" Sissy asked dryly. "Are you planning on going to a funeral after our date?

To be curious about someone opened you to contamination from them. But she was still determined to play him a trick, to take a revenge for Kay, for women, and most of all for the impudence of his associating himself with her. She had no pity for Harald. Swinging the car into line behind the funeral procession, she waited for the question he would ask. "To be superior," he said, "of course, is not only a prerequisite for tragedy; it is tragedy. Hamlet's tragedy.

When you get right down to it, there is no dignified way to go, be it decomposition, incineration, dissection, tissue digestion, or composting. They're all, bottom line, a little disagreeable. It takes the careful application of a well-considered euphemism—burial, cremation, anatomical gift-giving, water reduction, ecological funeral—to bring it to the point of acceptance.

This is why you don't just stick bodies in the refrigerator before an open-casket funeral. Mack is telling me about a ninety-seven-year-old woman who looked sixty after her embalming. "We had to paint in wrinkles, or the family wouldn't recognize her.

As a feature of the common man's funeral, the open casket is a relatively recent development: around 150 years. According to Mack, it serves several purposes, aside from providing what undertakers call "the memory picture." It reassures the family that, one, their loved one is unequivocally dead and not about to be buried alive, and, two, that the body in the casket is indeed their loved one, and not the stiff from the container beside his.

The public filed past Elmer in his casket, looking every bit the soldier and nothing at all the decomposing body.

This is why you don't just stick bodies in the refrigerator before an open-casket funeral.

Mortuary embalming is designed to keep a cadaver looking fresh and uncadaverous for the funeral service, but not much longer. (Anatomy departments amp up the process by using greater amounts and higher concentrations of formalin; these corpses may remain intact for years, though they take on a kind of pickled horror-movie appearance.)

It didn't bother them that the corpses would arrive at their doors, to quote Ruth Richardson, "compressed into boxes, packed in sawdust,…trussed up in sacks, roped up like hams…

There is a sort of melancholy pleasure to be had out of a funeral, with its pomp and ceremony, but I shrank from a death-bed.

We waved our programs triumphantly at the usher who'd been so snappy to us earlier. He smiled back, relieved that the pressure of the funeral was over.

Our house was the house of mourning.

This is thy funeral, this thy dirge!

Levantaré triunfal mi pira funeraria, y las llamas que consuman mi cuerpo concederán la alegría y la paz a mi espíritu».

When his body was cremated

Honorable mention in the Six-Feet-Under category to the reader who writes: "In my hometown [Amarillo, TX], there is a funeral director called Boxwell Brothers. This one can't be beat.")

One of my big fears in life is that I'm going to die and my parents are going to have to clear out my apartment and find that porno wing I've been adding on for years. There'll be more than one funeral that day.

I am a born-again atheist, so there isn't going to be a funeral. I will be buried in a linen wrap in a cardboard coffin in my forest with an oak tree planted on my head.

The funeral was modest, a love-her-and-shove-her affair.

He dreamed of funeral love, but dreams crumble and the tomb abides

At my funeral, someone had better touch up my lips and foundation before they close the casket. That's not a beauty tip. It's a formal request.

I tweeted that I wanted Little Mix's 'Touch' played at my funeral - I think that'd be a great song to send me into the abyss.