Quotes About Burial

Can a condemned tribe lead itself to its own burial?

The Poet's funeral had turned into the symbolic burial of freedom.

The only thing that consoled him, for a few seconds at least, was when the woman who had embraced him, and now cried with him, told him that at least he would have the chance to bury them. He would always know where they were laid to rest, she said. She seemed to know a little more about war than the rest of us.

Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie.

He that unburied lies wants not his hearse, For unto him a tomb's the Universe.

If there is confusion in your head and in your heart, what more do you want! A man who no longer loves and no longer errs should have himself buried straight away.

In peace sons bury fathers, but war violates the order of nature, and fathers bury sons.

Who chose burial monuments? Were the wishes of the deceased taken into consideration? It was a subject I'd never considered before.

Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.

My mother buries herself in her work. Having no work,grief buries me.

Not only is natural burial by far the most ecologically sound way to perish, it doubles down on the fear of fragmentation and loss of control. Making the choice to be naturally buried says, 'Not only am I aware that I'm a helpless, fragmented mass of organic matter, I celebrate it. Vive la decay!'

with a heart as full of reminiscences about her dead husband and children, and her dead friends of long ago, as a burial-ground is full of storied gravestones.

Carefully they replaced the soil and covered the entire grave with uprooted grass. Neither one had spoken a word.

Darling, it is your darkness where I want my body to be buried. You burn me at both ends, send the geese bumping within my skin.

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.

Our enemies leave our bodies for the crows and the wolves. Our friends bury us in secret graves.

The king dies, Ned Stark thought, and the Hand is buried.

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.

This was trouble--of the bury-your-dead variety.

Billie offers to dig the garbage pit but does so by digging a neat tiny coffinshaped grave instead of just a garbage hole—Even Dave Wain blinks to see it—It's exactly the size fit for putting a little dead Elliott in it, Dave is thinking the same thing I am I can tell by a glance he gives me—We've all read Freud sufficiently to understand something there

Battles are never the end of war; for the dead must be buried and the cost of the conflict must be paid.

What are we doing, burying bodies?" Admittedly, this would be a lace to do it. Isolated, off any main roads."Nope. We're going to war.

"The days are hot and the dead lie unburied. We cannot fetch them all in, if we did we should not know what to do with them. The shells will bury them...

Our bodies are the burial grounds of dead time.