Quotes About Dead

You can not libel the dead, I think, you can only console them.

You, Doctor Martin, walkfrom breakfast to madness. Late August,I speed through the antiseptic tunnel where the moving dead still talkof pushing their bones against the thrustof cure. And I am queen of this summer hotelor the laughing bee on a stalkof death.

Over the years, so many exceptions and amendments were made to China's one-child policy that it was hard to pinpoint a moment to pronounce it dead.

Nothing like falling in love with a dead actress to prove your sanity.

Christ was God in human flesh, and He proved it by rising from the dead.

Be happy, beloved face of my great friend. For us that is impossible, but you can be-we dead lack any source of delight

That mortal is a fool who destroys a city, its temples, its tombs, and the precincts of the dead, making them a waste. He will be destroyed himself.

There was the union of his soul with Gloria's, whose radiant fire and freshness was the living material of which the dead beauty of books was made.

Bénis soient les morts sur qui tombe la pluie.

I believe in holding still. I believe that the secrets we hold in our hearts are our anchors, that even the unspoken between us is a measure of our every promise to the living and to the dead. And all our promises, like all our hopes, move us through life with the power of an ocean liner pushing through the sea.

O multicoloured hours!… Moments like flowers, minutes like trees, O time frozen in space, time dead from space and covered by flowers, by the fragrance of flowers, and by the fragrance of the names of flowers!…

This may be the last stage of imperialism–having appropriated everything else from its colonies, the dead empire appropriates the pain of those it has oppressed.

The formality that is left in the South now is quite dead and done for of course.

It's just like any other city and cities ain't all that complicated." But they were. New York was swishing and jamming one minute and dirty and dead the next.

Christ's recapitulation of the human story does not simply invite us into the divine life. There is an objective reality about it; it has happened over our dead bodies, so to speak.

The dead and past stories that I have told again in divers fashions, are not set down without authority.

'Night of the Living Dead' is one of my favorites.

The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.

If you look at our current technology level, something strange has to happen to civilisations, and I mean strange in a bad way. And it could be that there are a whole lot of dead, one-planet civilisations.

To argue with a man who has renounced the use and authority of reason, and whose philosophy consists in holding humanity in contempt, is like administering medicine to the dead, or endeavoring to convert an atheist by scripture.

Lisa Gerrard from Dead Can Dance is my favorite singer as a singer - so I'm really widely spread open with music choices.

I'm under stress. They killed me on wikipedia. They killed me. And I didn't stay dead long enough to sell no DVDs. I didn't even stay dead long enough - I was too stupid. I should've stayed low. I should've laid low. I could've been gone for a year; I'd have made money. And then I'd have risen from the dead.

Oh," Lauren added, "and to make my life even more perfect, this idiot boy—the dude who was at the dining-table when you dropped me off—found out that I'm a vegetarian and hid a piece of bacon in my cornflakes." John laughed. "It's not funny," Lauren said firmly. "I've got a piece of dead animal inside me. It makes me queasy just thinking about it." "Got lots of bits of dead animal inside me," John said.

My days among the dead are past;Around me I behold,Where'er these casual eyes are cast,The mighty minds of old.