Funeral Quotes and Sayings

Posted by Brian

Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave.

Even the best of friends cannot attend each other’s funeral.

Hardly a book of human worth, be it heaven’s own secret, is honestly placed before the reader; it is either shunned, given a Periclean funeral oration in a hundred and fifty words, or interred in the potter’s field of the newspapers back pages.

I have a hat. It is graceful and feminine and give me a certain dignity, as if I were attending a state funeral or something. Someday I may get up enough courage to wear it, instead of carrying it.

It’s bad taste to be wise all the time, like being at a perpetual funeral.

It’s better to be last in the traffic lane than first in the funeral procession.

I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family.

If you want to see what your friends and family think of you, die broke, and see who comes to your funeral.

I can’t think of a more wonderful thanksgiving for the life I have had than that everyone should be jolly at my funeral.

In our society any man who doesn’t cry at his mother’s funeral is liable to be condemned to death.

Let no one weep for me, or celebrate my funeral with mourning; for I still live, as I pass to and fro through the mouths of men.

More knowledge may be gained of a man’s real character by a short conversation with one of his servants than from a formal and studied narrative, begun with his pedigree and ended with his funeral.

My father always wanted to be the corpse at every funeral, the bride at every wedding, and the baby at every christening.

Not by lamentations and mournful chants ought we to celebrate the funeral of a good man, but by hymns, for in ceasing to be numbered with mortals he enters upon the heritage of a diviner life.

So live that after the minister has ended his remarks, those present will not think they have attended the wrong funeral.

Success is a public affair. Failure is a private funeral.

The Nobel is a ticket to one’s own funeral. No one has ever done anything after he got it.

The reason so many people turned up at his funeral is that they wanted to make sure he was dead.

Why is it that we rejoice at a birth and grieve at a funeral? It is because we are not the person involved

When a nation’s young men are conservative, its funeral bell is already rung.

You can have money piled to the ceiling but the size of your funeral is still going to depend on the weather.


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