Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Quotes

Many good purposes lie in the churchyard.

People love to hate the gravedigger.

You look like a talent scout for a cemetery.

A crazy man finishes in the cemetery.

I was not desirous of shrinking of any duty, nor of failing in the least to do as I was commanded, but it was the first time in my life that I desired the grave.

I love graveyards. To some, it might sound morbid, but there's nothing dark about the natural cycles of life, really.

Rain in the graveyard, and the world puddled into blurred reflections.

One cannot pass by without thinking of the density of men in the ground.

The cemetery is full of indispensable people.

Still stands the forest primeval; but far away from its shadow, Side by side, in their nameless graves, the lovers are sleeping.Under the humble walls of the little catholic churchyard,In the heart of the city, they lie, unknown and unnoticed;Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them,Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest and forever,Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer are busy,Thousands of toiling hands, where theirs have ceased from their labors,Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed their journey!

When among the graves of thy fellows, walk with circumspection; thine own is open at thy feet.

When we see the many grave-stones which have fallen in, which have been defaced by the footsteps of the congregation, which lie buried under the ruins of the churches, that have themselves crumbled together over them; we may fancy the life after death to be as a second life, into which man enters in the figure, or the picture or the inscription, and lives longer there than when he was really alive. But this figure also, this second existence, dies out too, sooner or later. Time will not allow himself to be cheated of his rights with the monuments of men or with themselves.

Death possesses a good deal, of real estate, namely, the graveyard in every town.

There are an awful lot of skinny people in the cemetery.

Personally I have no bone to pick with graveyards, I take the air there willingly, perhaps more willingly than elsewhere, when take the air I must.

But there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green.

A cemetery saddens us because it is the only place of the world in which we do not meet our dead again.

The old men know when an old man dies.

It's a small world. When you put it in a cemetery, it is.

A grave is such a quiet place.

Take your foot out of the graveyard, they are busy being dead.

Quiet through the grave go I; or else beneath the graves I lie

Losing my homies in a hurry, they're relocating to the cemetery.

I am a man that has a lot of respect for faith and spirituality. I think it is important that we talk about religion in today's world.