Quotes About Funeral

Fuck you." Hunter (I decided not to call him Liam anymore—Liam was a nice name for a nice guy, and it didn't fit this bastard at all) glanced at his friend, then rubbed a hand over his face. For a minute he looked tired. Jackass. I was going to laugh at his funeral.

We should have a funeral," he said. Pan held his hands clasped in a tent on his lap, and he bowed his head. He seemed to be trying to recall something, and it was a long time before he finally said, "Our Father. Our Father. Our Father. Amen." Then he leaned back, and his face was blank again. He smiled, all white teeth. "There.

While the women talked, he did what he often did in the presence of people he didn't particularly like; he began planning Martha Q's funeral.

A britek, jövök rá, csak akkor temetnek el valakit, amikor már annyira halott, hogy más szót kell rá használni. A britek addig várnak a temetéssel, hogy a rokonok nem is gyászolni gy?lnek össze, hanem panaszkodni, hogy még mindig ott van a tetem.

It was a task more than a burden. Once you have actually carried a dead man you are happy enough to leave him down, let them put the box into the damn ground.

L'escalier qui monte de la cuisine aux chambres s'est révélé trop étroit pour le passage du cercueil.

If I talk about my father's funeral, as I did when I was promoting the last novel, 'Being Dead,' I'm not going to tell any lies, but there are certain things I'm not going to tell you, and I'm certainly not going to tell my grief.

Who asked you to the funeral anyway? Were you acquainted with the late parrot?

Of Amory's attempted sacrifice had been born merely the full realization of his disillusion, but of Monsignor's funeral was born the romantic elf who was to enter the labyrinth with him.

there never was a body that give the undertaker a tip.

I'm never going to be fat - never again. I'm going to make it easy on my pallbearers.

I wanted to make a human monster. His name is Coffin Baby. The idea is based on a group of people from Pasadena whose names I can't mention. His mother died and during the funeral, this baby came out of her in the coffin.

I was in the tent when Bobbi Kristina's body was lowered into the ground. Watching her grandmother and her aunt, watching these women not cry but wail - you can't divorce your feelings from some of this stuff.

Estou falando sério:o segredo está em proporcionar um enterro digno às pessoas de poucos recursos, inclusive com alguma elegância (nisso os franceses, acredite, são campeões), um funeral de burgueses para a pequena burguesia e um funeral de pequenos-burgueses para o proletariado, esse é o segredo de tudo, não só das empresas funerárias, mas da vida em geral!

Think of the glory. Think of your reputation. Think how great it'll look on your next resume. On my cenotaph, you mean. Nobody will be able to collect enough of my scattered atoms to bury. You going to cover my funeral expenses, son? Splendidly. Banners, dancing girls, and enough beer to float your coffin to Valhalla. - Miles coaxing Ky Tung to agree to an almost suicidal mission

Then isn't this rather all a false funeral? Can't it help you to see that there is something wrong when all the dreams in this house-good or bad-had to depend on something that might never have happened if a man had not died? We always say at home: Accident was at the first and will be at the last a poor tree from which the fruits of life may bloom.

Mrs. Dale was a good woman, Hollis will grant her that. A busybody and a pain in the neck, but she never judged what she didn't understand and that Hollis knows, is rare. Unlike Alan and the boys in the village, she treated him fairly, but that doesn't mean he has to moan and bellyache down at the funeral parlor. Ashes to ashes, that's all there is. If you can't change a fact of life, then be smart enough to walk away from it.

she clutched her purse and was completely composed, gracefully accepting people's sympathies, but when they started to shovel the dirt over old dick's coffin she began to weep, and her grief was strong enough to chase the sparrows from the trees.

Undertakers were great ones for persuading grieving folk to spend money they didn't have. That way, debt could follow you even into the Land of the Dead.

I want words at my funeral. But I guess that means you need life in your life.

I'll tell you what I don't want at my funeral," says Johnny. "I don't want a bunch of New York art-world types who don't even know me standing around in a stupid-ass reception room." "I don't want religious people talking about a God I don't believe in," says Gat. "Or a bunch of fake girls acting all sad and then putting lip gloss on in the bathroom and fixing their hair," says Mirren.

She had not died there. A funeral is not death, any more than baptism is birth or marriage union. All three are the clumsy devices, coming now too late, now too early, by which society would measure the quick motions of man.

Most souls attend their funerals and have some feelings about them, but it's such an individual event. Some souls don't care what happens to their physical bodies. They see the funeral as a ritual for the living so they don't always attend.

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