To dust is only to forestall burial

You will not forestall my judgement!

— Davy Jones

I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls The burial-ground God's-Acre! It is just; It consecrates each grave within its walls, And breathes a…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Skin was earth; it was soil. I could see, even on my own skin, the joined trapezoids of dust specks God had wetted and…

— Annie Dillard

A cemetery saddens us because it is the only place of the world in which we do not meet our dead again.

— Francois Mauriac

There was a place in the Hills, on the first ridge in the Game Reserve, that I myself at the time when I thought…

— Isak Dinesen

“Perhaps more importantly, the ants used all the sugar lumps they could steal to build a small sugar pyramid in one of the hollow…

— Terry Pratchett

Placed as the fossils are in their several tiers of burial-places the one over the other; we have in them true witnesses of successive…

— Roderick Murchison

No known human group... simply throw out its dead without any ritual or ceremony. In stark contrast, no animal practices burial of dead individuals…

— Theodosius Dobzhansky

O Death, the Consecrator! Nothing so sanctifies a name As to be written--Dead. Nothing so wins a life from blame, So covers it from…

— Herman Melville

It's great that after 700 years William Wallace has finally had a proper burial. He did so much for the country. You should be…

— Mel Gibson

There is nothing quite so good as burial at sea. It is simple, tidy, and not very incriminating.

— Alfred Hitchcock

“Clemo, Nonini, Jua Cali wakianzisha Genge, ilishika but hawakuwa na clear plan. Now it's dead and burried with Mejja as the only survivor mwenye…

— DON SANTO

Royalty is a fine burial shroud.

— Theodora

Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann's, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and…

— Catharine Arnold

“...our loves ones truly are ever-present. We may bury their bodies or scatter their ashes, but their spirits are boundless and do not accompany…

— April Slaughter