To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.
The only way you can become a legend is in your coffin
Comfort zones are plush lined coffins. When you stay in your plush lined coffins, you die.
You should always pay attentionto quality. A coffin, for instance, should laast a lifetime.
I don't want to own anything that won't fit into my coffin.
It's not the COUGH that carries you OFF. . . . It's the COFFIN they carry you OFF IN.
When I found out that coffins are padded, I stopped fearing death.
My own funeral, I'd like to be laid out in a coffin in my own house. I would like my coffin to be put in the double parlor, and I would like all the flowers to be white.
Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy a coffin.
Labels put people in boxes, and those boxes are shaped like coffins.
His smile is like the silver plate on a coffin.
A recent survey stated that the average person's greatest fear is having to give a speech in public. Somehow this ranked even higher than death which was third on the list. So, you're telling me that at a funeral, most people would rather be the guy in the coffin than have to stand up and give a eulogy.
To people who remember JFK's assassination, JFK Jr. will probably always be that boy saluting his father's coffin.
In the days when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened, I know one boy who won't be sweating. I intend to raise my coffin-lid briskly, throw a few things into an overnight bag, and, whistling something appropriate, prepare to meet my Maker.
The coffin, it shall protect me, though Death himself lies in it
Based on what you know about him in history books, what do you think Abraham Lincoln would be doing if he were alive today? 1) Writing his memoirs of the Civil War. 2) Advising the President. 3) Desperately clawing at the inside of his coffin.
When I die, I'll probably climb out of the coffin and play the organ at my own funeral!
I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.
Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal.
Products made in China are cheap through the exploitation of the workforce. Every time we shop, we are driving the nail further into the coffin of American manufacturing jobs.
What a mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin.
I wanted to make a human monster. His name is Coffin Baby. The idea is based on a group of people from Pasadena whose names I can't mention. His mother died and during the funeral, this baby came out of her in the coffin
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.
People who leave Washington do so by way of the box... ballet or coffin.
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