Grave Quotes and Quotations
I would rather sleep in the southern corner of a little country churchyard, than in the tombs of the Capulets.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
Some village Hampden, that, with dauntless breast, The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.
The house appointed for all living.
Teach me to live that I may dread The grave as little as my bed.
The temple of silence and reconciliation.
Dust into dust, and under dust, to lie, Sans wine, sans song, sans singer, and - sans end.
Oh, how a small portion of earth will hold us when we are dead, who ambitiously seek after the whole world while we are living!
Is but the threshold of eternity.
Under the wide and starry sky, Dig the grave and let me lie.
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound.