Funerals Quotes

Funerals Quote of the day

Elaborate burial customs are a sure sign of decadence.

I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodded at every word. Funerals, I had decided, are for the living.

It's not what I'd want for at my funeral. When I die, I just want them to plant me somewhere warm. And then when the pretty women walk over my grave I would grab their ankles, like in that movie.

This stupidity of sounding a siren and speeding through traffic with a coffin must be an African speciality.

Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.

So, my sweet, did it put the fun into funeral?

We don't plan funerals till the body is dead.

People can act so nice, bringing you food and all, but in the end they are nothing but buzzards. Waiting to pick your bones.

Funerals, I had decided, are for the living.

Death says a million words that the heart can't pen.

I never saw a dollar bill cry at anyone's funeral.

Funerals are for the living, Jace, not for the dead.

Perspective is as simple as answering this question: If I had 5 months to live would I experience this problem differently?

Funerals aren't for the dead. They're for the living.

Live in such a way that when you die you leave God in your will for your children.

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

Death would be an extremely bad thing like most of us paint it, if being dead were painful.

The fact that you have just buried your parent or parents and/or sibling or siblings does not make you less likely to die today.

We the living are to blame for the painfulness of being dead.

Attending a funeral would leave the average person insane, if they truly believed that sooner or later they are also going to die.

Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.

An expensive coffin does not decrease the deceased’s chances of going to hell.

Most human beings would have never been pained by the death of a human being if they had never seen a human being or pretending to be pained by that.

Most of us cling to life as if our existence were a result of our deed or choice.

A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one from the innumerable instances where one would have experienced pain.

Funerals aren't scheduled.

All death reminds us that nothing is promised, only that life was worth it.