Quotes About Funeral

In 1917 I was only beginning to learn that life, for the majority of the population, is an unlovely struggle against unfair odds, culminating in a cheap funeral.

Secular humanists can sit around and talk about their love of humanity, but it doesn't stack up against a two-millennium-old funeral high mass.

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

He, at this very moment, issues invitations by the millions. He whispers through the kindness of a grandparent, shouts through the tempest of a tsunami. Through the funeral he cautions, "Life is fragile." Through a sickness he reminds, "Days are numbered." God may speak through nature or nurture, majesty or mishap. But through all and to all he invites: "Come, enjoy me forever.

I was dead, and I hadn't even been able to attend my own funeral.

Did Gran go to a gynecologist? That is totally weird. I never thought about my grandmother's vagina before. I don't want to be thinking about my grandmother's vagina. Not here, at her funeral. In a church. While i'm doing a reading from the Bible.

A funeral was a thing they understood; dissent was something they did not.

I went to your funeral, Annie. She hardened herself against the thickness in his voice, and reached for the door handle. Was it nice? He slid in front of her, his back against the door. His hard smile was at her eye level. I don't know. I only got through it with the help of a fifth, so I was too drunk to see much of anything.

Glorious Destinies get you Glorious Funerals.

That was a strange way of looking at it, to see a funeral as a popularity contest in which final judgment was passed on a man's life by the number of people who attended, by the size of the crowd. But it was also strangely appropriate since many people did judge the worth of others by the quantity of their social relationships.

Yule is supposed to be a celebration and a consolation, a moment of warm brightness in the heart of winter, a time to eat because you know that the lean times are coming when food will be scarce and ice locks the land, and a time to be happy and get drunk and behave irresponsibly and wake up the next morning wondering if you will ever feel well again, but the West Saxons handed the feast to the priests who made it as joyous as a funeral.

You'd think she'd be relieved, I said. From what I hear, he beat the shit out of her. Not at first. She was crazy about him when he first got out. Still is, actually. That's probably why she called him the world's biggest asshole at the funeral, I remarked.

Bobby was buried on Saturday. . . . I wasn't going to lose control in a public setting like this. Even so, there were moments when I could feel my face heat up and my eyes blur with tears. It was more than this loss. It was all death, every loss - my parents, my aunt.

It is these black clothes, said Strange. I am like a leftover piece of funeral, condemned to walk about the Town, frightening people into thinking of their own mortality.

He wore a white raincoat, looking as suave as Shaft at a New Orleans funeral.

From the narrow two-story shop, smoke curled out a crooked brick chimney, its mortar mostly crumbled away—as if it had stood leaning forward to watch the invasions and victory marches and funeral processions of two, maybe three hundred years.

In few places is there such a high concentration of hypocrisy as at a writer's funeral.

I was fantasising about my own death, I started thinking what my funeral would be like and what music would be played, I was at that level of insanity.

El ser humano y la muerte nunca llegan a conocerse. Nadie asiste a su propio funeral.

She'll be buried

I did not see your mother at the funeral,' she said, following the thought. 'She stopped coming to them after her own,' Paul answered simply.

I was fantasising about my own death, I started thinking what my funeral would be like and what music would be played, I was at that level of insanity.

I believe that fact had been haunting Danny for all these years. But now he could change all that. He could right a wrong and rewrite history, for in his film not only he but also the entire cast of Taxi would be at Andy's funeral.

Four of the men peeled off the group and headed inside, leaving Bob alone with one guy. The guy was younger and wore a suit so shiny it looked like a disco ball. Bob seemed to be giving Shiny Suit instructions. Shiny Suit nodded a lot. When Bob was done, he headed into the funeral. Shiny Suit did not. Instead he swaggered with almost cartoon exaggeration in the other direction, toward a bright white Cadillac Escalade. I