#cemetery

War is the cemetery of futures promised. ↗

— John Cory

#futures #promised #war

Bores put you in a mental cemetery while you are still walking. ↗

— Elsa Maxwell

#cemetery #mental #put #still #walking

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. ↗

— George Stephen

#cemetery #dance #dependent #despite #fact

I stopped in St. Bernadette's Cemetery one of my favorite places... The trunks of six giant oaks rise like columns supporting a ceiling formed by their interlocking crowns. In the quiet space below, is laid out an aisle similar to those in any library. The gravestones are like rows of books bearing the names of those whose names have been blotted from the pages of life; who have been forgotten elsewhere but are remembered here. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#library-books #loss #remeberance #life

In the beginning we start with roses. The king’s flower right? Only they wilt in less than a day, especially when exposed to the elements. But Carnations? Oh, what a beautiful flower. They come in every color. True, some are painted, but that doesn’t mean they are less beautiful, and they never wilt. ↗

— Ruth McLeod-Kearns

#cemetery #death #drama #family #fiction

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

— F. Murray Abraham

#brothers #buried #cemetery #i #military

Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth, Let's choose executors and talk of wills ↗

— William Shakespeare

#death #death

I have no auditory depth perception. She said, “I love you,” and I couldn’t even tell if she was 300 miles away, or 6 feet below my feet and 300 years away.
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— Jarod Kintz

#auditory #cemetery #death #depth-perception #grave

Then Mount Jerome for the protestants. Funerals all over the world everywhere every minute. Shovelling them under by the cartload doublequick. Thousands every hour. Too many in the world. ↗

— James Joyce

#death #dublin #mount-jerome #death

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

— Franco Nero

#behind #cemetery #cross #left #love