Cypresses Quote by Bram Stoker

“THE BARROW In this high field strewn with stones I walk by a green mound, Its edges sheared by the plough. Crumbs of animal…

— Anthony Thwaite

It's more eerie to be alone in a city that's lit up and functioning than one that's a tomb. If everything were silent, one…

— Isaac Marion

Our years Glide silently away. No tears, No loving orisons repair The wrinkled cheek, the whitening hair That drop forgotten to the tomb.

— Horace

“November Graveyard (1956) The scene stands stubborn: skinflint trees Hoard last year's leaves, won't mourn, wear sackcloth, or turn To elegiac dryads, and dour…

— Sylvia Plath

“The tomb in the daytime, and when wreathed with fresh flowers, had looked grim and gruesome enough; but now some days afterwards, when the…

— Bram Stoker

It had grown darker as they talked, and the wind was sawing and the sawdust was whirling outside paler windows. The underlying churchyard was…

— Charles Dickens

“Daylight would have shown a wilderness weathered and blowzy, a wanton that had lived her summer too fast and too greedily. It would have…

— Irvin S. Cobb

“…It was this white garment of mourning which he still wore, the white mourning of surgical gowns so much more significant than black, since…

— Michel Leiris

Such phantom blossoms palely shining Over the lifeless boughs of Time.

— Edgar Lee Masters

The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they…

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“The graveyard was at the top of the hill. It looked over all of the town. The town was hills - hills that issued…

— Ray Bradbury

“It was there, in the parlors of the funeral home---my daily stations with the local lately dead---that the darkness would often give way to…

— Thomas Lynch