Grave security concerns can arise as a result of demographic trends, chronic poverty, economic inequality, environmental degradation, pandemic diseases, organized crime, repressive governance and other developments no state can control alone. Arms can’t address such...

Beware the irrational, however seductive. Shun the ‘transcendent’ and all who invite you to subordinate or annihilate yourself. Don’t be afraid to be thought arrogant or selfish. Picture all experts as if they were mammals....

The atmosphere is always very grave when I walk into a cemetery.

Death is the final destination of every man.

Tombs are the clothes of the dead and a grave is a plain suit; while an expensive monument is one with embroidery.

Our love was separated by time—and six feet of dirt. Still, I had to keep digging, because that’s just who I am, a romantic.

He’d probably be laughing in his grave about what the kids are doing here.

My life will end someday, but it will end at my convenience.

The most dangerous flower is one that grows on a grave. Everybody in its vicinity is dead. That’s why I hand-picked it for my mother-in-law.

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?

My ghost is the only soul who ever comes to cry on my grave… Only the skies cried sincerely on my funeral.

Kula sana ni kujichimbia kaburi kwa meno yako mwenyewe.

Tommy asks where Carolyn is.”She’s at Cindy’s.””They live together now,” Salvador added.”Didn’t they just start dating?” Tommy asked.Tiger answered, “Yeah… A couple of WEEKS ago.”Unhappy about the news, Tommy objects to Carolyn moving in with...

The dead only knows their world.

Façade. One, simple word. But, very complex portents. It’s like living a life of half-dead. You are neither fully inside a grave, nor completely out of it, beyond the oppressive calmness of the slabs, tombstones...

I always carry around a spade, because I never know when I’ll have to dig my own grave—slowly. Give me coffee or give me death. Or sleep.

I’m now ‘Doctor’ to the patients and I have to cover my ignorance by waving my arms and looking grave.

I looked upon the sea, it was to be my grave

I went to visit my dad. He didn’t say a word to me. Or if he did, I couldn’t hear it through the grass, the dirt, and his coffin lid.

There’s nothing to catch up on. You came, you saw, you scored, you left. End of story.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms – just the two of us are still alive –

Yes, I lay in my grave. But if you lie in a grave long enough, you get accustomed to it and you don’t want to part from it. He had given me a pill of...

If I weren’t already dead, I’d have to kill myself just so I could roll over in my grave.

The greatest loss is the lost of life.

It is almost startling to hear this warning of departed time sounding among the tombs, and telling the lapse of the hour, which, like a billow, has rolled us onward towards the grave.

Body is a home, a prison and a grave.

I just got done digging a hole shaped like a human body. But I have no idea what to bury. I’ll probably hide all my love for you, like I would with any other treasure.

Don’t cry for the dead, for the dead is deaf, dumb, blind, lame, unemotional and dead.

The very thing keeping me alive is also killing me—love. No wonder the rose symbolizes both love and death. They should have a deal where if you buy a dozen roses you get a free...

You’ve gotten on my last nerve.”The table went crashing into her before she could blink, and then my fist found a home inher perfectly arranged hair.

I’ll perform all the way to the grave.

John Wesley’s own grave holds the bones of many other people, including at least five ministers. One can only imagine the bickering.

At first are moving tombs on the surface of the surface of the earth; then we become static tombs in the brims of the cemetary soil; waiting to become eternal people in fellowship for God....

It is better to experience sorrow than happiness.Many life lessons are learnt in moments of sorrow.

When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

Some people die and you realize that the only mark they left on earth are the tomb stones under which they lie. The impacts you make on earth should be something worthy to improve lives.

Do all the work you can, there is enough rest in the grave.

With horror he perceived that, by uniting himself as he had with the dead, he had cut himself off from the living. Stripped of all earthly hope, bereft of every consolation, he was rendered as...

Two things I ask of my God today. That my faith be hoisted high like a kite up in the sky and my fear be buried deeply like a carcass into the soil.

I missed you every minute this week and I don’t want to spend another day without you. If my mom disowns me for being with a vampire, then that’s her decision, but I’ve made mine,...

We’re going to meet a lot of lonely people in the next week and the next month and the next year. And when they ask us what we’re doing, you can say, We’re remembering. That’s...

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to glen, and down the mountain sideThe summer’s gone, and all the flowers are dying’Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide.But come...

Only on the edge of the grave can man conclude anything.

You know,” he said, his voice making me feel cold in spite of the heat, “this city can get ahold of you and pull you back no matter how hard you try to climb out....

I do not believe in the government of the lash, if any one of you ever expects to whip your children again, I want you to have a photograph taken of yourself when you are...

Delay is not a help-mate. The cemetary is full of people who thought they could DO IT tomorrow. Do It Now!

But I was awake, sitting by the window looking down at the trailer and Mr. Zoltan’s truck. I could not sleep. That is how it is with folks my age. We take naps during the...

Ray Kroc must be turning over in his grave.

My work was done, so it was time to start digging my grave again.

Face to face marketing is like trying to dig a grave with a spoon. Kill it faster with a shovel.