The bodies of those that made such a noise and tumult when alive, when dead, lie as quietly among the graves of their neighbors as any others. — Jonathan Edwards Copy Share Image
“How many flutterings before they rest quietly in their graves! They that soared so loftily, how contentedly they return to dust again, and are laid low, resigned to lie and decay at the foot of the tree, and afford nourishment… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
