Walk me to the graveyard.

I am attracted to looking at the different things language can mean even in one sometimes quite ordinary utterance. Writing is partly about listening…

— Rae Armantrout

Let me get this straight. you want me to go stomping through a graveyard brandishing a bottle of booze to rouse an unrestful spirit…

— Jeaniene Frost

New Guinea was sort of a graveyard for planes.

— Mitchell Zuckoff

I sort of tried to get a basketball scholarship out of high school, but that didn't happen. Then I started working for UPS, and…

— Boyd Holbrook

“Us in the graveyard, we wants you to stay alive. We wants you to surprise us and disappoint us and impress us and amaze…

— Neil Gaiman

“What is the present if not the graveyard of the past where, for each of our deeds we dig a grave. Everything we do…

— Mladen Đorđević

“Some people die and you realize that the only mark they left on earth are the tomb stones under which they lie. The impacts…

— Israelmore Ayivor

You can’t bring an unwritten place to life without losing something substantial. Manila is the cradle, the graveyard, the memory. The Mecca, the Cathedral,…

— Miguel Syjuco

They say 'life is precious'. To who? To you, when you're young and you've got a few dollars in your pocket. Tell that to…

— Doug Stanhope

The stars begin to fade like guttering candles and are snuffed out one by one. Out in the depths of space the great celestial…

— Edward Robert Harrison

“The dead has always been within us, its just the graveyard where we lay to rest.”

— Anthony Liccione

As we go on with our lives we tend to forget that the jails and the hospitals and the madhouses and the graveyards are…

— Charles Bukowski

“In the middle of the cemetery is a grassy plane, strangely vacant. There are no granite tombs or crumbling concrete, just a sun-washed treeless…

— Molly Caldwell Crosby

Cheshvan starts tonight," Rixon said, "What are you doing arsing around in a graveyard?" "Thinking." "Thinking?" "A process by which I use my brain…

— Becca Fitzpatrick

New York for a long time was a kind of conductor's graveyard.

— Zubin Mehta