Grave Quotes

What are we fighting for? When go down the grave naked?

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

I live nearby a graveyard, that's where I get all my inspiration for wisdom and life

~ Bangambiki Habyarimana

Be happy but when sad times come, know that God allow these time for self-realisation.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Do we reflect on life? Someday this life will be gone.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Listen in close, Wall Street Conquistadors, you’re spreading like vapor up through people’s floors, you’re moving en masse under the cracks of our doors and grabbing our children to work in your stores, feeding the needy to make them your whores, but you need to remember the grave you’re digging is yours.

~ Trevor D. Richardson

I do not believe in the government of the lash, if any one of you ever expects to whip your children again, I want you to have a photograph taken of yourself when you are in the act, with your face red with vulgar anger, and the face of the little child, with eyes swimming in tears and the little chin dimpled with fear, like a piece of water struck by a sudden cold wind. Have the picture taken. If that little child should die, I cannot think of a sweeter way to spend an autumn afternoon than to go out to the cemetery, when the maples are clad in tender gold, and little scarlet runners are coming, like poems of regret, from the sad heart of the earth—and sit down upon the grave and look at that photograph, and think of the flesh now dust that you beat. I tell you it is wrong; it is no way to raise children! Make your home happy. Be honest with them. Divide fairly with them in everything.

~ Robert G. Ingersoll

The only way to survive after death is by breathing life into the universe before death.

~ Michael Bassey Johnson

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

~ Simona Panova

Façade. One, simple word. But, very complex portents. It’s like living a life of half-dead. You are neither fully inside a grave, nor completely out of it, beyond the oppressive calmness of the slabs, tombstones and plaques. There is one solace though, you soon discover that you are not alone in the vast graveyard of the half-dead. This is what Kamini soon realized when she plunged herself back into the world that the destiny had conspired her to inherit.

~ Vinod Pande

My life will end someday, but it will end at my convenience.

~ Michael Bassey Johnson

Two things I ask of my God today. That my faith be hoisted high like a kite up in the sky and my fear be buried deeply like a carcass into the soil.

~ Israelmore Ayivor

In the grave, there is neither learning nor working. Learn while you can, work while you can.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The living has a great hope, we have life to bounce back from any difficulty. The dead had no hope.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The greatest loss is the loss of life.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The graveyard is an everlasting resting place.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave... Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

~ Simona Panova

Death is the final destination of every man.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The dead only knows their world.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

The greatest loss is the lost of life.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Throw your hands and pull up those in the valley do the hill. However, press your feet on the ground so hard that you don’t fall into the same valley together. Some people’s helping hands became their grave digging tools!

~ Israelmore Ayivor

Some people die and you realize that the only mark they left on earth are the tomb stones under which they lie. The impacts you make on earth should be something worthy to improve lives.

~ Israelmore Ayivor

The graveyard is not the final resting place of our dear departed but an ephemeral repository of their remains. The real graveyard, however, is somewhere deep in our heart, where we can always visit them at any time of the day, talk about some unforgettable summers, or cry in solitude as if they were always there for us to stay. And should our twilight come, when we can no longer see the light of the day, some people dear to us will build a graveyard in their hearts. They will let us stay for a while or perhaps longer, as long as they continue to remember, but it does not matter anymore. What is comforting to know, no matter how tragic or tranquil our death may be, somewhere somehow someone will always build a sublime place for us to stay. (Danny Castillones Sillada, The Graveyard In Our Heart)

~ Danny Castillones Sillada

She bent and placed a single daisy upon the grave. A simple white daisy. The plainest of flowers, perhaps the purest, Elspeth thought. It had cost next to nothing at all, and perhaps that was the point. She wasn’t being cheap. She was being symbolic. In her mind, Andrea deserved only the unstained purity of the simplest of daisies, a daisy that was unsoiled by a wealth that couldn’t find the money to have claimed her soul.

~ J.r. Tompkins

Prepare for a radio, for nothing is silent like the grave

~ Bangambiki Habyarimana

I stop fighting my inner demons. We're on the same side now. T-shirt

~ Darynda Jones

Often I return to the grave after leaving flowers – tulips, lilies, carnations – to find the heads eaten by deer. It’s just as good a use for the flowers as any, and one Paul would have liked. The earth is quickly turned over by worms, the processes of nature marching on, reminding me of what Paul saw and what I now carry deep in my bones, too: the inextricability of life and death, and the ability to cope, to find meaning despite this, because of this. What happened to Paul was tragic, but he was not a tragedy.

~ Paul Kalanithi

With her I'd buried myself, every memory of who I was now, six feet under with the sister I'd put there.

~ Trisha Leaver

I'm already gone. I died that night on the side of that road with my sister.

~ Trisha Leaver

We must make time to reflect on life.Someday this life will be gone.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Every artist takes their final work to the grave.

~ Mokokoma Mokhonoana

With horror he perceived that, by uniting himself as he had with the dead, he had cut himself off from the living. Stripped of all earthly hope, bereft of every consolation, he was rendered as poor as mortal can possiblybe on this side of the grave.

~ Ludwig Tieck

You are a cool cemetery.You have the sinner’s graveYou have the saint’s earthcollidingYou have all the bedsnarrow as a knife;as if a rally of tombstones to defend death.But you can’t really postponethe inauguration of my burial,can you?From the poem - Few Words to Cemetery

~ Munia Khan

What man ever openly apologizes for slander? It is not so much a feeling of slander as it is that of a massive lie, a misdeed not only to the slandered but also to those manipulated in the process. He has made them all, every one, his enemies, thereupon he is so overwhelmed with guilt that he will deny it until his grave.

~ Criss Jami

Darker and darker, he said; farther and farther yet. Death takes the good, the beautiful, and the young - and spares me. The Pestilence that wastes, the Arrow that strikes, the Sea that drowns, the Grave the closes over Love and Hope, are steps of my journey, and take me nearer and nearer to the End.

~ Wilkie Collins

At the very point that I’ve taken something for granted, I have at that same moment taken it to its grave. And if I look around, I realize I’ve cultivated quite a cemetery.

~ Craig D. Lounsbrough

I’m now ‘Doctor’ to the patients and I have to cover my ignorance by waving my arms and looking grave.

~ Howard Florey

Everything was gone, the garden of wind and light, the Chrysalis, the Mother and her sister-crones, the rowan tree, everything. I was in a grove–no, it was a triad of trees: apple, oak, hazel. And at my feet something that smacked of familiar miens, a stone half buried in a pitch of heather. A stone bearing my name and a date I could hardly remember.A moment passed, another and in those moments I stood numb with gluey feet at the foot of my own grave. For the first time since I’d come to the Faeran Valley, I was alone. And the silence was deafening.

~ Debi Cimo

I killed my ex lovers and buried to my memories' grave. It is JanuaryAnd I am tired of being brave.

~ Arzum Uzun

There is an end to every journey.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

Don't cry for the dead, for the dead is deaf, dumb, blind, lame, unemotional and dead.

~ Michael Bassey Johnson