Top 100 Grave There Quotes
#1. This is a grave. There is no honor here in broken tools and old bones, only in the deeds of our children.
Mike Mignola
#2. And now let us love and take that which is given us, and be happy; for in the grave there is no love and no warmth, nor any touching of the lips. Nothing perchance, or perchance but bitter memories of what might have been.
H. Rider Haggard
#3. Shells, gas clouds, and flotillas of tanks - shattering, corroding, death. Dysentery, influenza, typhus - scalding, choking, death. Trenches, hospitals, the common grave - there are no other possibilities.
Erich Maria Remarque
#4. Press on! for in the grave there is no work and no device. Press on! while yet you may.
Nathaniel Parker Willis
#5. In the grave, there is neither learning nor working. Learn while you can, work while you can.
Lailah Gifty Akita
#6. Xander, there are two certainties in life--death and truth. They will both pursue you to your grave. There is no escaping them. But we run from them anyway in hopes that somehow we can slip by unnoticed. In the end, one or both of them catch up. Running doesn't solve anything.
A.C. Williams
#7. her mother's grave. There she lamented her hard
Andrew Lang
#8. He [The Improved Man] will enjoy not only the sunshine of life, but will bear with fortitude the darkest days. He will have no fear of death. About the grave, there will be no terrors, and his life will end as serenely as the sun rises.
Robert Green Ingersoll
#9. They say in the grave there is peace, and peace and the grave are one and the same.
Georg Buchner
#10. I believe there is no one principle which predominates in human nature so much in every stage of life, from the cradle to the grave, in males and females, old and young, black and white, rich and poor, high and low, as this passion for superiority.
David McCullough
#11. There is in souls a sympathy with sounds:
And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased
With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave;
Some chord in unison with what we hear
Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.
William Cowper
#12. If I'm taking a picture of Brancusi's grave, I know that there's something of him, of his mortal remains, beneath my feet, and there's something beautiful about that.
Patti Smith
#13. There is a certain animal vitality in most of us which carries us through any trouble but the absolutely overwhelming. Only a fool has no sorrow, only an idiot has no grief - but then only a fool and an idiot will let grief and sorrow ride him down into the grave.
Edward Abbey
#14. You will not be asked about your culture in your grave. And you will not be judged based on your Father's last name. When the trumpet blares, there will be no more kings, only slaves. And your family traditions will not be able to keep you safe.
Boonaa Mohammed
#15. There is at least one advantage to being an Indonesian citizen: With this country's expanse of land and even greater expanse of sea, it's not difficult finding space for one's grave.
Pramoedya Ananta Toer
#16. Death can only be profitable: there's no need to eat, drink, pay taxes, offend people, and since a person lies in a grave for hundreds or thousands of years, if you count it up the profit turns out to be enormous.
Anton Chekhov
#17. Whatsoever your hand finds to do, do it gladly. Because there is no work, love, knowledge, or wisdom in the grave.
Rutger Hauer
#18. How earthy old people become
moldy as the grave! Their wisdom smacks of the earth. There is no foretaste of immortality in it. They remind me of earthworms and mole crickets.
Henry David Thoreau
#19. The reconciling grave swallows distinction first, that made us foes; there all lie down in peace together.
Thomas Southerne
#20. Lying to a committee is a very grave abuse, and there ought to be a clear punishment.
John Bercow
#21. Peace is in the grave. The grave hides all things beautiful and good. I am a God and cannot find it there, Nor would I seek it; for, though dread revenge, This is defeat, fierce king, not victory.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#22. In death - no! even in the grave all is not lost. Else there is no immortality for man. Arousing from the most profound slumbers, we break the gossamer web of some dream. Yet in a second afterward, (so frail may that web have been) we remember not that we have dreamed.
Edgar Allan Poe
#23. This bad habit of fault-finding, criticizing and complaining is a tool that grows keener by constant use, and there is grave danger that he who at first is only a moderate kicker may develop into a chronic knocker, and the knife he has sharpened will sever his head. Hooker
Elbert Hubbard
#24. And there is another thing he has in mind
like a grave Sienese face a thousand years
would fail to blur the still profiled reproach of. Ghastly,
with open eyes, he attends, blind.
All the bells say: too late. This is not for tears;
thinking.
John Berryman
#25. I observe there is in Mr. Hooker no affected language; but a grave, comprehensive, clear manifestation of reason, and that backed with the authority of the Scriptures, the fathers and schoolmen, and with all law both sacred and civil.
Richard Hooker
#26. There was a state without king or nobles; there was a church without a bishop; there was a people governed by grave magistrates which it had selected, and by equal laws which it had framed.
Rufus Choate
#28. There were crinkles at the corners of his eyes, which were merry and asquint with unselfconscious happiness. The change was profound. If he was beautiful when grave-and he was-smiling, he was nothing short of glorious.
Laini Taylor
#29. Was there to be some healing after all?
Was healing possible when grave damage had been done?
Was wholeness possible when one had been horribly maimed.
Mary Balogh
#31. What an unfair advantage the dead had over the living, for there could be no rebuttal, no denial, nothing but the accusing silence of the grave.
Sharon Kay Penman
#32. There is no trifling with nature; it is always true, grave, and severe; it is always in the light, and the faults and errors fall to our share. It defies incompetency, but reveals its secrets to the competent, the truthful, and the pure.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#33. Well; I would rather die yonder than in a street, or on a frequented road, ' I reflected. 'And far better that crows and ravens -if any ravens there be in these regions- should pick my flesh from my bones, than that they should be prisoned in a work-house coffin, and moulder in a pauper's grave.
Charlotte Bronte
#34. Pardon me, but there's someone on the phone who says they have a call for you."
There's a call to tell me I have a call?" he asked with heavy skepticism.
Jeaniene Frost
#36. She was looking at him from under level brows; her face was grave and open, and there had fallen upon it the shadow of that unreasoning responsibility which is at the bottom of the most frivolous woman, the maternal watch which is as old as the world.
G.K. Chesterton
#37. We are getting into semantics again. If we use words, there is a very grave danger they will be misinterpreted.
H.R. Haldeman
#38. There is no "mid" about it. Life is a crisis from the cradle to the grave.
Graham Joyce
#39. In a wood they call the Rouge Bouquet,
There is a new-made grave today,
Built by never a spade nor pick,
Yet covered with earth ten meteres thick.
There lie many fighting men.
Dead in their youthful prime.
Joyce Kilmer
#40. There is nothing to lose in this life. Naked I came from mother's womb and naked will I go into the grave.
Lailah Gifty Akita
#41. I never understood why when you died, you didn't just vanish, everything should just keep going on the way it was only you just wouldn't be there. 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'.
Andy Warhol
#42. The governess was not much liked in the village. She was too tall, too fond of books, too grave, and, a curious thing, never smiled unless there was something to smile at.
Susanna Clarke
#43. But there I was, surrendering to a most extraordinary call from the grave, the mass-grave-to-be of Europe, as if somewhere ahead lay an iron gateway, slightly ajar, leading to a low and sombre country, with an incalculable crowd on sides eager to pass into it, and bearing me along.
Thomas Pynchon
#44. Beauty, real beauty, is something very grave. If there is a God, He must be partly that.
Jean Anouilh
#45. There are some short essays that are very grave, and most contemporary novels are lighter than air.
Fran Lebowitz
#46. But with his mother there's no question of liking him they're not even in a way separate people he began in her stomach and if she gave him life she can take it away and if he feels that withdrawal it will be the grave itself.
John Updike
#47. There are wrongs which even the grave does not bury.
Harriet Jacobs
#48. You can fix it as soon as you get up - you brush and use mouthwash - but there's something about knowing you woke up with hot-mothball mouth that makes you feel old. I think God designed our mouths to die first to help us slowly transition to the grave.
Tina Fey
#49. The danger of that - and there's a grave danger that I, myself, have to be very aware of - is that you become so involved and intrigued in the language that sometimes you lose track that that is only a means to an aesthetic experience that the listener has to get.
Leo Ornstein
#50. 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
#51. I don't get anywhere meditating," she said. "I see people sitting there with their eyes closed, a smile on their lips or else grave-faced and arrogant, concentrating on absolutely nothing, convinced that they're in touch with God or with the Goddess. So instead, let's listen to some music together.
Paulo Coelho
#52. The grave's a fine and quiet place but none I think do finish their books from there.
Ursula Nordstrom
#53. There are secrets I will take to the grave and others I'd feel safer having cremated.
Robert Breault
#54. The fact that I ever raised my hand against a woman disgusts me. It was a f**king atrocious, unforgivable way to behave, and there's no excuse for it, ever. And like I said before, it's something I'll take to the grave with me.
Ozzy Osbourne
#55. Life is short enough, there is nothing worth here to take your life, and those things we do gain can never be taken to our grave.
Anthony Liccione
#57. Of all the pulpits from which human voice is ever sent forth, there is none from which it reaches so far as from the grave.
John Ruskin
#58. They spoke three languages between them, and there weren't enough words to convey what they'd take to the grave, what they'd had a chance to taste before fate inevitably closed in. Dom
L.A. Witt
#59. In proper men there is hidden a light which darkness makes visible. I believe that the hope of mankind is in this buried glory; the spirit which makes true men hang on to the throats of their enemies at the very rim of the grave.
Gerald Kersh
#61. There is a tear for all who die, A mourner o'er the humblest grave.
Lord Byron
#63. last the play was ended. All had grown dark. The tears streamed down his face. Looking up into the sky there was nothing but blackness there too. Ruin and death, he thought, cover all. The life of man ends in the grave. Worms devour us.
Virginia Woolf
#64. There is little much beyond the grave, but the strong are saying nothing until they see.
Robert Frost
#65. Life ... is only heavy and none else; there is only the one trip, all heavy. Heavy that leads to the grave. For everyone and everything.
Philip K. Dick
#66. How do I know you'll keep your word?" asked Coraline.
"I swear it," said the other mother. "I swear it on my own mother's grave."
"Does she have a grave?" asked Coraline.
"Oh yes," said the other mother. "I put her in there myself. And when I found her trying to crawl out, I put her back.
Neil Gaiman
#67. The world is too brutal for me - I am glad there is such a thing as the grave - I am sure I shall never have any rest till I get there.
John Keats
#68. London is like the grave in one respect
any man can make himself at home there; and whenever a man finds himself homeless elsewhere, he had better either die or go to London.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
#69. There is something beyond the grave; death does not end all, and the pale ghost escapes from the vanquished pyre.
Propertius
#70. Full surely there is a blessedness beyond the grave for those who have already entered on it here, and in no other form than that wherein they know it here, at any moment.
Johann Gottlieb Fichte
#71. There's no quiet place here on earth for our love, not in the village and not anywhere else, so I picture a grave, deep and narrow, in which we embrace as if clamped together, I bury my face against you, you yours against me, and no one will ever see us.
Franz Kafka
#72. There are two sorts of ignorance: we philosophize to escape ignorance; we start from the one, we repose in the other; they are the goals from which and to which we tend; and the pursuit of knowledge is but a course between two ignorances, as human life is only a traveling from grave to grave.
Sir William Hamilton, 9th Baronet
#73. We could see the children's toys here and there, and we saw a game that the children had made themselves out of dirt, deer antlers and abalone shells, but the game was so strange that only children could tell what it was. Perhaps it wasn't a game at all, only the grave of a game.
Richard Brautigan
#74. There is no more foul or relentless enemy of man in the occult world than this dead-alive creature spewed up from the grave.
Guy Endore
#77. I can't tell my dad that there's no way I'm crashing some collegiate party covered in sweat and dirt. I look like a ditch digger, not a Rose & Grave Digger.
Diana Peterfreund
#78. There's something about those secrets that only the deceased person can rightly understand. Something that can't be explained, no matter how hard you try. They're what the dead person has to take with him to his grave. Like a valuable piece of luggage.
Haruki Murakami
#79. There were some secrets that should never be spoken, some shames a man should take to his grave.
George R R Martin
#80. I fully believe in ghosts. I have, my entire life. The first house I ever lived in was haunted. There was a grave of a man in the backyard. I was just a baby then, but my parents would tell me that every night, at the same time, they would hear someone walking up the stairs.
Meaghan Rath
#81. We're, ah, taking a break to evaluate things, and, um, reexamine our relationship, so I stuffed him in a closet! I burst out in shame. Timmie's eyes goggled.
Is he still there?
Jeaniene Frost
#85. And then there stole into my fancy, like a rich musical note, the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.
Edgar Allan Poe
#86. If I could do just one near perfect thing I'd be happy. They'd write it on my grave or when they scattered my ashes. On second thoughts, I'd rather hang around and be there with my best friend if she wants me. ~Belle and Sebastian "If She Wants Me
Autumn Doughton
#87. Of course he was there, a removed audience
of my redemption songs from beyond the grave,
the way Kafka and his father continued to shadow-box,
long after they quit staring at each other
at the dinner table.
Thabo Jijana
#89. Gravity must be natural and simple; there must be urbanity and tenderness in it. A man must not formalize on everything. He who does so is a fool; and a grave fool is, perhaps, more injurious than a light fool.
William Cecil, 1st Baron Burghley
#90. There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow - of the grave as a resting place for the tired and worn out body - has been pleasant to dwell upon.
Solomon Northup
#91. There is something sad, dreamy, and in the highest degree poetic in a lonely grave ... You can hear its silence, and in this silence you sense the presence of the soul of the unknown person who lies under the cross. Is it good for this soul in the steppe? Does it languish
Anton Chekhov
#92. Blasted grave marker. There sure are a bloody lot of them. They've got some nerve burying all these dead people here.
Tess Oliver
#93. There should be full engagement to protect our country from a grave threat, which is the weakest foreign policy since Jimmy Carter.
Jeb Bush
#94. Well, it is all over now. The battle is lost, and many of us are prisoners, many are dead, many wounded, bleeding and dying. Your Soldier lives and mourns and but for you, my darling, he would rather, a million times rather, be back there with his dead, to sleep for all time in an unknown grave.
George Pickett
#95. There is no debating that the effects of trauma experienced in childhood may have grave consequences.
Asa Don Brown
#96. We have been telling each other tales of otherness, of life beyond the grave, for a long time; stories that prickle the flesh and make the shadows deeper and, most important, remind us that we live, and that there is something special, something unique and remarkable about the state of being alive.
Neil Gaiman
#97. Jump into an open grave? What kind of idiot are you?" Butters replied. "I might as well put on a red shirt and volunteer for the away team. There's snow and ice and slippery mud down there. That's like asking for an ironically broken neck.
Jim Butcher
#98. If there really is such a thing as turning in one's grave, Shakespeare must get a lot of exercise.
George Orwell
#99. You surround the dead with veneration and memory, you dream of immortality, and in your myths and legends there's always someone being resurrected, conquering death. But were your esteemed late great-grandfather really to suddenly rise from the grave and order a beer, panic would ensue.
Andrzej Sapkowski
#100. We all have a cradle-to-the-grave journey to make and, in between, what do you do? There's got to be something hereafter.
Robert Duvall
