Quotes About Funeral

The priest read his thing. I didn't listen. There was the coffin. What had been Betty was in there. It was very hot. The sun came down in one yellow sheet. A fly circled around. Halfway through the halfway funeral two guys in working clothes came carrying my wreath. The roses were dead, dead and dying in the heat, and they leaned the thing up against a nearby tree. Near the end of the service my wreath leaned forward and fell flat on its face. Nobody picked it up. Then it was over.

Did you not swap out your magazine for banishment rounds?" she scolded, hands on hips. The guard looked sheepish. "But you said they was expen—" "There is expensive and then there is needlessly paying for your funeral," Eve snapped. An immediate ratchet and clatter of magazines being ejected and replaced signalled that the message had gotten across.

My dad's funeral was one of those instances when you're reminded of what it means to show up for people. The tradition

She had never paid much attention to the Middle Eastern situation, per se, and now she knew why. It was an overload of craziness. It was a seventy-piece orchestra rehearsing a funeral dirge and a wedding march simultaneously in a broom closet.

Comfort murders the passion of the soul, then walks grinning at the funeral.

It was a perfect title, in that it crystallized the article's niggling mindlessness, its funeral parade of yawn-enforcing facts, the pseudo-light it threw upon non-problems.

It" was continuing. The game was undeniably in progress. A long funeral procession, a crowd of peoplewearing black. A man in a black suit with a somber know-it-all face addressed them, "Oh, ShuyaNanahara and Noriko Nakagawa? You two, that's right, you're a little early. But you did just pass byyour own graves right here. We carved in the number you two share, No. 15. Don't worry, we'reoffering a special bonus.

Why can't we have a funeral the way we want to have a funeral? Why don't we have a funeral to celebrate the way we lived? Tradition be damned. The sadness of the loss needs to honored & embraced, but for now I want to focus on celebrating.

At her funeral, Diana's brother observed, 'Of all the ironies about Diana, perhaps the greatest was this--- a girl given the name of the ancient goddess of hunting was, in the end, the most hunted person of our modern age.

I had often envisioned my funeral—me lying against the rose-colored satin, looking utterly stunning, U2' s and Ed Sheeran's sadder songs playing gently in the background while my friends wept and laughed over their precious memories of me.

Lucretia was buried next to James in a simple Quaker grave in Fair Hill cemetery. Thousands of people attended her internment. As her granddaughter remembered, everyone was quiet. Someone asked, 'Will no one say anything?' Another replied, 'Who can speak? The preacher is dead.

The streets are still impassable, so the funeral has been postponed indefinitely. I think the family

A story given in Lillian Hellman's Scoundrel Time. While attending the funeral of Hollywood producer Harry Cohn with a large number of mourners a friend said to George Jessel - I never saw such a mob at a funeral. Jessel replied - Same old story: you give 'em what they want and they'll fill the theater.

Curtin had been too sick to announce German's surrender on 9 May 1945. He passed away on 5 July, less than two months before Japan's surrender on 2 September. An estimated hundred thousand people attended his funeral in Perth: one-third of the city's entire population. Among the pallbearers were Liberal Party leader Robert Menzies and Country Party leader Arthur Fadden, testament to a rare Australian leader who was admired across the political spectrum.

I am too old a soldier to believe that. Hoster will be chiding me about the Redwyne girl even as we light his funeral pyre, damn his bones.

Mother spent a lot of her spare time choosing places to be buried in, but they were generally situated in the most remote areas, and one had vision of the funeral cortege dropping exhausted by the wayside long before it had reached the grave.

The number-one fear in life is public speaking, and the number-two fear is death. This means that if you go to a funeral, you're better off in the casket than giving the eulogy.

From his limited experience with them, funeral homes were like fast-food restaurants—they all kind of looked the same. Then again, he guessed that made sense. Just like there were only so many ways to doctor up a burger, he imagined dead bodies were likewise.

I went to Jimmy Gandolfini's funeral, and when I was there, I realized Jimmy Gandolfini didn't have Twitter.

A wedding is a funeral where you smell your own flowers.

An Irish wedding is a tame thing to an Irish funeral.

It's so much more romantic to end a story up with a funeral than a wedding.

The archiving industry, much like the funeral industry and the wedding industry, these industries can be very exploitative.

I want my funeral to be a pizza party with 500 pizzas and nobody is allowed to leave until all the pizzas are eaten