Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.
Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
I did not want my tombstone to read, 'She kept a really clean house.' I think I'd like them to remember me by saying, 'She opened government to everyone.'
The years keep coming and going, Men will arise & depart; Only one thing is immortal: The love that is in my heart.
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.'
Sleep undisturbed within this peaceful shrine, Till angels wake thee with a note like thine.
Speak to Him, thou, for He hears, and Spirit with Spirit can meet- Closer is He than breathing, and nearer than hands and feet.
The sole purpose of life is to gain merit for life in eternity.
Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it.
Visit the graveyards sometimes and read the headstone epitaphs! There is much to learn from the dark face of the life!
Row after row with strict impunity The headstones yield their names to the element, The wind whirrs without recollection.
When I remember you, Randy, I'm going to smile, not cry. You're a part of me. One of the best parts. I just wanted to tell you that." She stopp up, brushing the headstone once more. "And if you meet someone called Giselda," she whispered, "tell her she's still part of Spade, too. A beautiful part. Please thank her for that.
I never understood why when you died, you didn't just vanish, everything could 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.'
I don't want a tombstone. You could carve on it 'She never actually wanted a tombstone.'
When we die, no one remembers us for what we weighed. Our weight isn't etched into our headstones.
The days grow shorter, the nights grow longer, The headstones thicken along the way; And life grows sadder, but love grows stronger For those who walk with us day by day.
When I go, if there's a tombstone it will say, She doesn't give in. She doesn't give up. And she never takes no for an answer.
Now me and my brother go to see him some times but he don't have much to say anymore. So we sit on his headstone with a fifth of Jack D. Here's to a long line of sinners like me.
Sleep, my little one, sleep.
By giving yourself to God, You not only receive Himself in exchange, but eternal life as well.
Our care should not be to have lived long as to have lived enough.
Children bring their own love with them when they come.
I don't want my tombstone to say actress. I want it to say human being.
On my tombstone just write, 'The sorest loser that ever lived.'
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