I descend into an unopened sky, the ocean floor, the final embrace of a graveyard. Find your fill of me before my blue pales like a sour moon.
SchuylerSchuyler All places are alike, and every earth is fit for burial.
Christopher MarloweChristopher Marlowe Don’t want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon grave yard.
Paul SimonPaul Simon On my gravestone, I want it to say, “I told you I was sick.”
Tom WaitsTom Waits The two most precious things this side of the grave are our reputation and our life. But it is to be lamented that the most contemptible whisper may deprive us of the one, and the weakest weapon of the other.
Charles Caleb ColtonCharles Caleb Colton This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place.
Omar KhayyamOmar Khayyam The only people who don’t have problems are in a cemetery.
Norman Vincent PealeNorman Vincent Peale Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed. Teach me to die.
Thomas HardyThomas Hardy It is an in, a grave evil and a disturbance of the right order, for a larger and higher organisation, to arrogate to itself functions which can be performed efficiently by smaller and lower bodies.
Pope Leo XIIIPope Leo XIII A revolution in consciousness is an empty high without a revolution in the distribution of power. We are not interested in the greening of Amerika except for the grass that will cover its grave.
Abbie HoffmanAbbie Hoffman We’re toxic to each other. And maybe that’s why we love each other.
Norah RoseNorah Rose Maybe I should just let myself feel to the point that I don’t feel anything. It’s the game of feelings, I think it’s time to play with my own.
Astha SrivastavaAstha Srivastava Choosing yourself should not be an option, It should be a decision.
Aradhna S BirenAradhna S Biren I lost parts of me when I split into two and most of those pieces seeped into you.
TMCTMC Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
M.K. StandbyM.K. Standby I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.
Alma-May NoaAlma-May Noa
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