Satire does not look pretty upon a tombstone.
You gonna do somethin'? or are you just gonna stand there and bleed?
Look at all the stars. You look up and you think,
'God made all this and He remembered to make a little speck like me.' It's kind of flattering, really.
Nonsense, I have not yet begun to defile myself.
Nothing sells tombstones like a Girl Scout in uniform.
I'm not going to have a tombstone. I'm going to be tossed in the air. Ashes, tossed like a salad.
Bah, tombstones are only good for pigeons to sit on
My tombstone? I'm thinking something along the lines of, 'Geez, he was just here a minute ago.'
They didn't understand what they were doing. I'm afraid that will be on the tombstone of the human race.
I used to want the words 'She tried' on my tombstone. Now I want 'She did it.'
I want my tombstone to read: If this is a joke, I don't get it.
Carve your name on hearts, not on marble
You only live once. You don't want your tombstone to read: 'Played it Safe.'
Hatred is a heavy burden. It sinks the heart deep in the breast, and lies like a tombstone on all joys.
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.
If I thought you weren't my friend, I just don't think I could bear it.
My uncle Sammy was an angry man. He had printed on his tombstone: What are you looking at?
Fame - a few words upon a tombstone, and the truth of those not to be depended on.
On my tombstone just write, 'The sorest loser that ever lived.'
I never understood why when you died, you didn't just vanish, everything could just keep going on the way it was only you just wouldn't be there. I always thought I'd like my own tombstone to be blank. No epitaph, and no name. Well, actually, I'd like it to say 'figment.'
If the Confederacy fails, there should be written on its tombstone: Died of a Theory.
Live so that when the final summons comes you will leave something more behind you than an epitaph on a tombstone or an obituary in a newspaper.
Cast a cold eye on life, on death Horseman pass by
Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn.
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