Cemetery Quotes

In short, it is the position of the people of the United States, as expressed by their representatives in Congress, that Israel‘s fight is our fight. And so shall it be until the last terrorist on earth is in a cell or a cemetery.

Once, I took a taxi. I hate those limousines. They stink and their drivers have been driving dead people to the cemeteries.

I have two brothers buried in the military cemetery in Texas. I don’t want to see any more of that.

Don’t think of yourself as indispensable or infallible. As Charles De Gaulle said, the cemeteries of the world are full of indispensable men.

I never can pass by the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York without thinking of it not as a gallery of living portraits but as a cemetery of tax-deductible wealth.

But sometimes I fear that the people of my country can unite only beside victims‘ bodies, over coffins and in cemeteries. Like tribesmen who dance around old totems, we ignore the living and can only appreciate the dead.

A closed plant is like a cemetery; it really is. The walls will talk to you; the machines will talk to you if you really talk to them.

The Cemetery of Forgotten Books is a metaphor, not just for books but for ideas, for language, for knowledge, for beauty, for all the things that make us human, for collecting memory.

On the other hand, now that I’m not dependent on fiction for my income, I’ve been writing more short stories despite the fact that there’s no real paying market for short horror other than Cemetery Dance.

I have this friend who has a theory that lots of towns have energies. And, for instance, certain places in Alabama have bad ones because they were built on reservations or built on cemeteries or something. But Nashville has a really gravitational, magnetic pull.

I’m single. I don’t have a family. I certainly don’t have to work. I don’t want to be the richest man in the cemetery.

Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we’ve done something wonderful, that’s what matters to me.

I’m always the kid who is going to be finding out if there is a cemetery or an abandoned amusement park that I can go visit as opposed to the beach, so it wasn’t too much of a stretch to get me to the world of Ninth House.’

If it wasn’t for baseball, I’d be in either the penitentiary or the cemetery.

One of the most unusual shuttles operates at the Lyndon B. Johnson National Historic Site in Texas, carrying visitors on a one and one-half hour trip past Johnson’s birthplace, the family cemetery and ranch house, and through the ranch.

There’s no reason to be the richest man in the cemetery. You can’t do any business from there.

The fact is, when men carry the same ideals in their hearts, nothing can isolate them – neither prison walls nor the sod of cemeteries. For a single memory, a single spirit, a single idea, a single conscience, a single dignity will sustain them all.

Vaults and caskets are not the law; they are the policy of individual cemeteries. Vaults prevent the settling of the dirt around the body, thus making landscaping more uniform and cost effective. As an added bonus, vaults can be customized and sold at a markup. Faux marble? Bronze? Take your pick, family.

Once, I took a taxi. I hate those limousines. They stink and their drivers have been driving dead people to the cemeteries.

The Westwood Cemetery is just a few blocks from my home, and a number of my very dear friends are buried there.

Lincoln‘s address at Gettysburg – 272 words dedicating a cemetery at the site of one of the Civil War‘s bloodiest battles – has been called by scholars the source of all modern political prose.

I have always loved the Day of the Dead – a chance to celebrate death rather than to treat it like that awful scene in the cemetery.

I began to encounter real-life stories of dogs protecting their wounded or dying or dead handler… or dogs refusing to leave the bodies of the people they were bonded to, sitting in cemeteries for days or sometimes weeks. You find these stories endlessly.

Cats and dogs believe politicians are like cemetery caregivers; they are on top of everyone, but nobody listens.

When I was young, my family didn’t go on outings to the circus or trips to Disneyland. We couldn’t afford them. Instead, we stayed in our small rural West Texas town, and my parents took us to cemeteries.

You look like a talent scout for a cemetery.

If you’re so pro-life, do me a favour: don’t lock arms and block medical clinics. If you’re so pro-life, lock arms and block cemeteries.

That this city has second lines – it’s something I’m proud of. When the bands come back from the cemetery, they’ll play something up – something like ‘I’ll Be Glad When You’re Dead (You Rascal You)’ – that will bring the people back to life.

Nowadays, many Americans have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day. At cemeteries across the country, the graves of the fallen are sadly ignored, and worse, neglected.

Every man should keep a fair-sized cemetery in which to bury the faults of his friends.

One of the most unusual shuttles operates at the Lyndon B. Johnson National Historic Site in Texas, carrying visitors on a one and one-half hour trip past Johnson’s birthplace, the family cemetery and ranch house, and through the ranch.

Travel is one of the best anti-war weapons that there are. I’ve been to Iran, and if you’re there you see little kids, cops, old people, cemeteries. Once you see that, you can’t say, ‘Oh, Iran, let’s bomb them.’

Nowadays, many Americans have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day. At cemeteries across the country, the graves of the fallen are sadly ignored, and worse, neglected.

In China there is a holiday around the death of your ancestors where everyone goes to the cemetery. It’s a celebratory thing. It’s very colorful.

The cemetery of the victims of human cruelty in our century is extended to include yet another vast cemetery, that of the unborn.

Because of his military service, Dad was buried in Arlington National Cemetery.

Before the Civil War, there were no national cemeteries, no processes for identifying the dead in the battle. There weren’t any dog tags, and there was no next-of-kin notification. You didn’t necessarily even hear what the fate of your loved ones had been. It was up to their comrades to write and inform you.

No man wants more war if he‘s planned memorial services for fallen comrades, carried their flag-draped caskets off a plane, and buried them at Arlington National Cemetery.

But sometimes I fear that the people of my country can unite only beside victims‘ bodies, over coffins and in cemeteries. Like tribesmen who dance around old totems, we ignore the living and can only appreciate the dead.

Be peaceful, be courteous, obey the law, respect everyone; but if someone puts his hand on you, send him to the cemetery.