Best 34 quotes in «headstone quotes» category

Every man's life is a plan of God.

Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden.

Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.

For they can conquer who believe they can.

I always thought I'd like my own tombstone to be blank. No epitaph, and no name. Well, actually, I'd like it to say 'figment.'

He hath awakened from the dream of life.

Left love behind many years ago. Now it rests under a cross in the cemetery in Tombstone.

Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.

Live so that when the final summons comes you will leave something more behind you than an epitaph on a tombstone or an obituary in a newspaper.

Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.

Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure.

On my tombstone just write, 'The sorest loser that ever lived.'

That's the one for my tombstone... Here lies David Byrne. Why the big suit?

That's going to be on my headstone: 'He came. He wrote 'In the Air Tonight.' He... died.'

The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.

Now me and my brother go to see him some times but he don't have much to say anymore. So we sit on his headstone with a fifth of Jack D. Here's to a long line of sinners like me.

The grave is but the threshold of eternity. What a world were this, how unendurable its weight, If they whom death hath sundered, did not meet again!

The sole purpose of life is to gain merit for life in eternity.

To know her was to love her.

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

To live in the hearts of others is not to die

Warm summer sun, shine kindly here.

When I am dead and buried, on my tombstone I would like to have it written, 'I have arrived.' Because when you feel that you have arrived, you are dead.

Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void.

When we die, no one remembers us for what we weighed. Our weight isn't etched into our headstones.

When she had passed, it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite music.

You look down when you talk to a headstone! When you talk to a live person, you look up! I'm still alive! So treat me like it! Look at me!

A portrait is like an ornamental headstone. It is not for the subject, but for those who look upon it. For those you want to remember.

When I go, if there's a tombstone it will say, She doesn't give in. She doesn't give up. And she never takes no for an answer.

THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN Printer like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stripped of its lettering and gilding lies here, food for worms; Yet the work itself shall not be lost, For it will (as he believed) appear once more, in a new, and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended By The AUTHOR

As usual, he saves his wife's for last. He leans on the cane and he looks at the headstone and he thinks about many things. Taffy. He thinks about taffy. He thinks it would take his teeth out now, but he would eat it anyhow, if it meant eating it with her.

Go to the cops then!” I shout. “But mind if I ask what you plan on telling them? Because saying two dead teenagers came to you in the middle of the night and told you something or someone is going to kill you is only going to get you locked in a cozy, padded cell.” “Well, it has to be better than spending another second with you.” “Make sure they put that on your headstone, will you? Right below ‘Here lies Benedict Bartholomew Ford. He had no friends and a really stupid name’.

In the churchyard in Jaffrey, New Hampshire are two handsome headstones. The slate weathered well and William Farnsworth's chiseling is clearly readable. They say: Sacred to the memory of Amos Fortune who was born free in Africa a slave in America he purchased liberty professed Christianity lived reputably and died hopefully Nov. 17, 1801 Aet. 91 Sacred to the memory of Violate by sale the slave of Amos Fortune by marriage his wife by her fidelity his friend and solace she died his widow Sept. 13 1802 Aet. 73

Warm summer sun, shine friendly here Warm western wind, blow kindly here; Green sod above, rest light, rest light, Good-night, Annette! Sweetheart, good-night!