Top 68 J J Graves Quotes
#1. They used to pour millet on graves or poppy seeds To feed the dead who would come disguised as birds. I put this book here for you, who once lived So that you should visit us no more.
Czeslaw Milosz
#2. He cupped my face in his hands and wiped my tears with his thumbs.
"Better?"
"Yes."
He looked into my eyes and said, "I'll never leave you alone, Anna. Not if I can help it.
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#3. Don't you love fall?" Stacey asked. "All the little festivals, the changing leaves, kids in Halloween costumes, the dead spewing up out of their graves to haunt the living ...
J.L. Bryan
#4. On occasions of this sort it was, I must admit, very pleasurable to be a monarch: to be able to get important things done by smothering stupid opposition with a single authoritative word.
Robert Graves
#5. I can't believe that we would
lie in our graves
Wondering if we had
spent our living days well
I can't believe that we would
lie in our graves
Dreaming of things that we
might have been
Dave Matthews Band
#6. No one will be alive by the last book. In fact, they all die in the fifth. The sixth book will be just a thousand-page description of snow blowing across the graves ...
George R R Martin
#7. He that shrinks from the grave with too great a dread, has an invisible fear behind him pushing him into it.
Christian Nestell Bovee
#9. True poetry (inspired by the Muse and her prime symbol, the moon) even today is a survival, or intuitive re-creation, of the ancient Goddess-worship.
Robert Graves
#10. Nations begin to dig their own graves when men talk more of human rights and less of human duties.
William J.H. Boetcker
#11. The tomb in Palestine
Is not the porch of spirits lingering.
It is the grave of Jesus, where he lay.
Wallace Stevens
#12. The British soldier who thought himself superior, actually became so.
John Graves Simcoe
#13. I must cry more than anyone you know," I said. He brushed the hair back from my face and smiled. "You puke a lot, too.
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#14. But godhead is, after all, a matter of fact, not a matter of opinion: if a man is generally worshipped as a god then he is a god. And if a god ceases to be worshipped he is nothing.
Robert Graves
#15. Amusement allures and deceives us and leads us down imperceptibly in thoughtlessness to the grave
Blaise Pascal
#16. She tells her love while half asleep,
In the dark hours,
With half-words whispered low:
As Earth stirs in her winter sleep
And puts out grass and flowers
Despite the snow,
Despite the falling snow.
Robert Graves
#17. Take your delight in momentariness, Walk between dark and dark a shining space With the grave 's narrowness, though not its peace.
Robert Graves
#18. Not flowers - never flowers in Terrasen. Instead, they carried small stones to graves to mark their visits, to tell the dead that they still remembered.
Sarah J. Maas
#20. I never wanted anyone else, T.J. I just wanted what was best for you."
"You are what's best for me," he said, cradling my head in his arms, his legs intertwined with mine. "I'm not going anywhere, Anna. This is right where I want to be.
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#21. White trash had a way of finding their graves. Along with wife beating and beer sucking, dying was probably their only core competency.
J.R. Ward
#23. Oh God T.J., I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking Nothing like going on about having kids in front of someone whose fertility had been exchanged for survival.
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#24. Pretty damned cocky of you to assume I'd say yes." His gaze was steady, but I could see the humor lurking in his eyes and around the corners of his mouth.
"I was SWAT for a lot of years, sweetheart. Cocky is my middle name.
Liliana Hart
#25. Are you going to ask me questions, Sheriff, or are you just going to sit there and think about how you're going to get into Doctor Graves' pants?"
"I can do both, Miss Pilcher," Jack said with a smile.
"I like you," she said, cackling.
Liliana Hart
#26. They say when seeking revenge, dig two graves, one for you and one for them.
J.M. Darhower
#27. And then, they finally decided that it doesn't matter anymore whether they walked on graves, or on the walls. All that mattered was reaching the light that everyone wanted, but nobody ever reached.
Akshay Vasu
#28. It's dangerous, summoning old ghosts. You never know what they might want from you in return for digging them out of their graves.
J.T. Geissinger
#29. I do love you, Jack. You've been the only person in my life I've ever said that to. And you'll be the only person from here on I'll ever say it to.
Liliana Hart
#30. Mouse sandwiches and open graves?" Meredith arched an elegant eyebrow. "I think you're getting Stephen King mixed up with Lewis Carroll.
L.J.Smith
#31. She was very much familiar with the Confucian saying that you have to dig two graves once you decide to seek vengeance.
J.D. Stonebridge
#33. T.J. seemed older than seventeen. Reserved almost. Maybe facing serious health problems eliminated some of the immature behavior that presented itself when you had nothing more to worry about than getting your driver's license, cutting class, or breaking curfew.
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#34. I've known your real name since we were in fifth grade. I've been holding back the information for a potential blackmail opportunity.
Liliana Hart
#35. The child alone a poet is:
Spring and Fairyland are his.
Robert Graves
#36. Though philosophers like to define poetry as irrational fancy, for us it is practical, humorous, reasonable way of being ourselves.
Robert Graves
#37. When among the graves of thy fellows, walk with circumspection; thine own is open at thy feet.
Ambrose Bierce
#38. We investigate, we prepare, we execute. We find them, we take them down, and then we piss on their ancestors' graves.
Lee Child
#39. Well, how do you usually meet women?" "They have a way of suddenly appearing. Like the birds in that song." She had to think about that for a minute. "You mean 'Close to You' by the Carpenters?
Tracey Garvis-Graves
#40. Before an attack, the platoon pools all its available cash and the survivors divide it up afterwards. Those who are killed can't complain, the wounded would have given far more than that to escape as they have, and the unwounded regard the money as a consolation prize for still being here.
Robert Graves
#41. Love at first sight'some say misnaming
Discovery of twinned helplessness
Against the huge tug of procreation.
But friendship at first sight? This also
Catches fiercely at the surprised heart
So that the cheek blanches then blushes.
Robert Graves
#42. O wandering graves! O restless sleep!
O silence of the sunless day!
O still ravine! O stormy deep!
Give up your prey! Give up your prey!
Oscar Wilde
#45. 54. The children of the Spanish lion, said Ruben Dario, a born optimist. The children of Walt Whitman, Jose Marti, and Violeta Parra; torn apart, forgotten, in mass graves, at the bottom of the sea, the Trojan destiny of their mingled bones terrifying the survivors.
Roberto Bolano
#46. That headlong ivy! not a leaf will grow But thinking of a wreath, ... I like such ivy; bold to leap a height 'Twas strong to climb! as good to grow on graves As twist about a thyrsus; pretty too (And that's not ill) when twisted round a comb.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
#48. I can't understand
why dark northern soldiers
and light ones
are seperated into different brigades.
The dead are all buried together
in hasty mass graves,
bones touching.
Margarita Engle
#49. Eros aimed one of his arrows at Medea, and drove it into her heart, up to the feathers.
Robert Graves
#50. I especially remember that on All Souls Day, when so many people wanted new monuments for the graves, our whole family pitched in. I did the lettering on the stones, my brother did the carving, and my sisters put the finishing touches on them, the gold leaf and all that.
Ludwig Mies Van Der Rohe
#51. I love and in a way need, a private secret place. It's a kind of deep obsession, but I also love to need and be with friends and the two things often need to be together ... it's a painful conflict that will never be smoothly resolved.
Morris Graves
#52. I suspect that the framers of the Bill of Rights have long since rolled over in their graves.
Jay Parini
#53. He that unburied lies wants not his hearse, For unto him a tomb's the Universe.
Thomas Browne
#54. Stirred...the fur-toothed graves of young boys...a thousand slain in the time it would take to do love with a pretty girl or think of a new God.
Kenneth Patchen
#55. In time of grave public crisis, one must have the courage to face a million and one opponents.
Gichin Funakoshi
#56. Form must never trump function. Some objects are made to look so smooth, you don't know where to pick them up or how to turn them on. If I'm designing a garlic press or cheese grater, I need my hand to fit comfortably on it. I like to know, instinctively, how to use it.
Michael Graves
#57. I won't bet $100 against house odds between now and the grave.
Charlie Munger
#58. Since the age of 15 poetry has been my ruling passion and I have never intentionally undertaken any task or formed any relationship that seemed inconsistent with poetic principles; which has sometimes won me the reputation of an eccentric.
Robert Graves
#59. Without water the desert is nothing but a grave ...
Mildred Cable
#60. Carve not upon a stone when I am dead, The praises which remorseful mourners give; To women's graves - a tardy recompense, But speak them while I live.
Elizabeth Chase Allen
#61. Having reached the term of his natural life; Mwould it not be truer to say, Having reached the term of his unnatural life?
Henry David Thoreau
#62. Miss Volker," I said about as politely as I knew how, "do you think you will outlast the rest of these original people?" "I have to," she said. "I made a promise to Eleanor Roosevelt to see them to their graves, and I can't drop dead on the job - so let's get going.
Jack Gantos
#63. I do like Italian graves; they look so much more lived in.
Elizabeth Bowen
#65. We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by death; but an early grave may be the shortest way to heaven.
Tryon Edwards
#66. The urge to act became the overriding force in my life. It thrilled me. There's a moment with acting when you're in the groove, and you and what you're trying to do are seamlessly one. That happens sometimes, and I'm really happy it can happen to me.
Rupert Graves
#67. ROBBING GRAVES! SHES ASKING US TO ROB GRAVES!
Brandon Mull
#68. On a winter night I hear the Easter bell:
I knock on graves and quicken the dead,
Until at last in a grave I see - myself.
(Winter Sonnets: XI)
Vyacheslav Ivanov
