Gravestones Quotes

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Henry James
“The church was simply the former chapel of the castle, fronting upon its grass-grown court, which, however, was of generous enough width to have given up its quaintest corner to a little graveyard. Here the very headstones themselves seemed to sleep, as they slanted into the grass.”
Henry James, The American

Stephen  King
“No one knows for sure what the Mayan pyramids are for-navigation and chronography, some say, like Stonehenge-but we know damn well what the Egyptian pyramids were and are . . . great monuments to death, the world's biggest gravestones. Here Lies Ramses II, He Was Obedient . . .”
Stephen King, Pet Sematary

B.C. Johnson
“I didn’t have a good idea, but I had an idea. Which would be a fitting quote on my tombstone.”
B.C. Johnson

H.P. Lovecraft
“Las negras lápidas surgían de la nieve como las uñas destrozadas de un cadáver gigantesco.”
H. P. Lovecraft

Sonali Dev
“His voice was the sound of gravel crunching underfoot when you went in search of gravestones.”
Sonali Dev, A Change of Heart

“Mags continued: “I know it might look disrespectful for people to be standing among the gravestones but, to be honest, we old folk look at gravestones as our welcome mat to the next world and let’s not pretend we are heading anywhere else. Applies to all of us, of course, but we’re just a lot closer to it than you are.”
Anne Schlebusch, Bloomer

Caroline  Scott
“She passed under the ivy-grown lych-gate and walked between the yew trees. The graves were clustered together in groups, as if they had secrets to share and were turning over-the-shoulder eyes on incomers. The newly mown grass was cadmium green oil paint squeezed straight from the tube.
Stella leaned on the railings as she read the inscriptions on William and Dorothy's graves. The light made the lettering crisp and brought out the purples and golds of the lichens. Shadows bowed the head of the lamb on Dora Quillinan's gravestone; the trees beyond were full of the trilling of blackbirds, and lines of Wordsworth's "Lucy" poem came into Stella's mind.
"No motion has she now, no force, she neither hears nor sees," she whispered. "Rolled round in earth's diurnal course, with rocks, and stones, and trees."
Caroline Scott, Good Taste

Clare Pooley
“She loved the ornate gravestones - a last show of one-upmanship. I'll see your marble slab with its fancy biblical quotation and raise you a life-size Jesus on the cross.”
Clare Pooley, The Authenticity Project