The last to fall were the buildings, distant and solemn, the gravestones for an entire world. — Dan Wells Copy Share Image
“This notice has been written, because I felt it a sacred duty to wipe the dust off their gravestones, and leave their… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“the moonbeams cast eerie shadows across the gravestones. A group of hooded figures encircled a stone, like specters presiding over their dead.… — Anita Estes Copy Share Image
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones. — Emile Zola Copy Share Image
My family had a business where they worked with gravestones, and I remember growing up and playing in cemeteries like it was… — Zach Roerig Copy Share Image
“I didn’t have a good idea, but I had an idea. Which would be a fitting quote on my tombstone.” — B.C. Johnson Copy Share Image
“He liked churchyards. The graves themselves, were, of course, important, being the final resting places for the earthly remains of people-real people… — Charmian Hussey Copy Share Image
One of the gravestones in the cemetery near the earliest church has an anchor on it and an hourglass, and the words… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The church was simply the former chapel of the castle, fronting upon its grass-grown court, which, however, was of generous enough width… — Henry James Copy Share Image
When I die, my epitaph or whatever you call those signs on gravestones is going to read: "I joked about every prominent… — Will Rogers Copy Share Image
“In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails that would never again be filled with wind,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“The surface of the sea in the lee of the island was black, but the offing was stained with dawn. The mountains… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails of boats anchored in a busy harbor. They… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“I stopped in St. Bernadette's Cemetery one of my favorite places... The trunks of six giant oaks rise like columns supporting a… — Dean Koontz Copy Share Image
“….two slate-colored gravestones settled at a slant into the lower corner of the field beside the lane. She could not read the… — Gladys Hasty Carroll Copy Share Image
