Best 31 quotes in «gravestone quotes» category

A man must stand erect, not be kept erect by others.

And if God choose I shall but love thee better after death.

He that endureth to the end, shall be saved.

... anybody who has spent time with cameras and photographs knows that images, like gravestone rubbings, are no more than impressions of the truth.

Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure.

I liked those ladies! They were helpers, and they danced.' These are the words I want on my gravestone: that I was a helper, and that I danced.

I'm going to put on my gravestone, 'He never owned a cell phone.'

He hath awakened from the dream of life.

I never met a man I didn't like until I met Will Rogers.

Ivan had contrived somehow in the dark of night to replace every watermelon in the watermelon patch with a gravestone, and every gravestone in the engraver's lot with a watermelon

If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.

There is no such thing as a happy ending. Every culture has a maxim that makes this point, while nowhere in the Universe is there a single gravestone that reads 'He Loved Everything About His Life, Especially the Dying Bit at the End'.

The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones.

Till the master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew.

They who forgive most shall be most forgiven.

You better be very convinced, very sure, before you pull your plug or someone else's plug, that you know what's on the other side of the gravestone.

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

He’d seen a lot of bizarre items left at gravesides, like a carton of eggs, a pair of reading glasses, a bag of licorice, smooth stones, a spoon.

You know what I'm going to have on my gravestone? 'She did it the hard way.'

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

It is upon such stones that men attempt to permanently etch history so they will not exist in a vacuum; it is the final statement after a lifetime of scratching out divisions upon the ground, over ephemeral time itself, merely to give their short journeys meaning, to tell others “I was here – do not forget me, do not let my brief blast dissolve into nothingness.

I tried and failed. I tried again and again and succeeded. [Epitaph from Gail Borden's gravestone.]

The first shall be last and the last shall be first.

He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels.

I thought of the new stone, of my new wife, and of the newly buried white bones beneath us, and I felt that fate had made sport of us all.

I've never written a quote I feel would be suitable for my gravestone. Wouldn't it be ironic if it were this one? Oh, and could you pull a few weeds while you're here?

The dead only knows their world.

[P]ray thee Pilgrim for the noble souls of Artur and Gwenhwyfawr, united once more here in peace. First King of all Great Britain. First faithful servant of the Vicar of Christ and Universal Church. Let all men who seek rule, be measured according to thy virtue.

A collected poems' is either a gravestone or a testimonial to survival.

These are the words I want on my gravestone: that I was a helper, and that I danced."

The greatest loss is the loss of life.