Words matter. These are the best Graves Quotes from famous people such as Quentin Crisp, Elizabeth Jagger, Max Beckmann, Miranda Hart, Ayn Rand, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
It is explained that all relationships require a little give and take. This is untrue. Any partnership demands that we give and give and give and at the last, as we flop into our graves exhausted, we are told that we didn’t give enough.
I thought that the fashion world could be a bit fake sometimes, but it’s nothing compared to Hollywood. These girls would walk over their grandmothers’ graves to get a part, and the producers talk about actresses like they’re dirt, picking over every part of them so that they end up paranoid and having surgery.
I went across the fields to avoid the straight highways, along the firing lines where people were shooting at a small wooded hill, which is now covered with wooden crosses and lines of graves instead of spring flowers.
I do feel that there is a little confusion in people’s minds between the real me and sitcom Miranda. I am pleased that people identify with the character, but I think they want me to be her and are disappointed that the real Miranda doesn’t actually fall into graves or be that rubbish at life.
Ask yourself whether the dream of heaven and greatness should be waiting for us in our graves – or whether it should be ours here and now and on this earth.
If you read our Founding Fathers, people like Benjamin Franklin and Jefferson – what we’re doing now in this country is making them roll over in their graves.
A great deal of talent is lost to the world for want of a little courage. Every day sends to their graves obscure men whose timidity prevented them from making a first effort.
Let us form one body, one heart, and defend to the last warrior our country, our homes, our liberty, and the graves of our fathers.
Nowadays, many Americans have forgotten the meaning and traditions of Memorial Day. At cemeteries across the country, the graves of the fallen are sadly ignored, and worse, neglected.
I was thinking of my father’s family. I can find their graves, but not that much about them. They didn’t do anything notable enough to be in the records of newspapers.
I think we go to our graves being a bit weird.
We must stop trying to protect our planet from every imaginable, exaggerated or imaginary risk. And we must stop trying to protect it on the backs, and the graves, of the nation’s and world’s most powerless and impoverished people.
The beautiful uncut hair of graves.
‘Undertones of War’ by Edmund Blunden seems to get less attention than the memoirs of Siegfried Sassoon and Robert Graves, but it is a great book.
The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.
Go now, verses, on your light feet, you have not trodden hard on the old earth where the graves laugh when they see their guests, the one corpse stacked on top of the other. Go now and stagger to her whom I do not know.
How poor this world would be without its graves, without the memories of its mighty dead. Only the voiceless speak forever.
Corey Graves – he’s thrown jabs at me; I’ve thrown jabs back, you know? And you know, the thing is, Corey Graves, of course, yeah, he’s a college educated young man. His vernacular is a little different than mine.
If the graves of the thousands of victims who have fallen in the terrible wars of the two races had been placed in line the philanthropist might travel from the Atlantic to the Pacific, and from the Lakes to the Gulf, and be constantly in sight of green mounds.
In the islands of the Aegean Sea, every island is full of graves.
If I got Corey Graves into a fisticuffs, I would beat him down like he stole something.
My grandparents, like many genocide survivors, took most of their stories to their graves.
I especially remember that on All Souls Day, when so many people wanted new monuments for the graves, our whole family pitched in. I did the lettering on the stones, my brother did the carving, and my sisters put the finishing touches on them, the gold leaf and all that.
Our Declaration of Independence was held sacred by all and thought to include all; but now, to aid in making the bondage of the Negro universal and eternal, it is assailed, sneered at, construed, hawked at, and torn, till, if its framers could rise from their graves, they could not at all recognize it.
While seeking revenge, dig two graves – one for yourself.
Back in 1983, quarterback Tommy Kramer got hurt and the Minnesota Vikings traded for me. The plan was for me to play, but I got something called Graves’ disease, an autoimmune disorder, and wound up on injured reserve.
While we ourselves are the living graves of murdered animals, how can we expect any ideal living conditions on this earth?
I like people like Andre Malraux, Edmund Wilson, Willa Cather, Robert Graves, Erik Erikson, and Francis Steegmuller.
I’ve read a lot of war writing, even World War I writing, the British war poetry of Wilfred Owen and Siegfried Sassoon, Robert Graves’s memoir ‘Goodbye to All That,’ and a civilian memoir, ‘Testament of Youth,’ by Vera Brittain.
Archaeologists have been digging up thousands of graves of people called Scythians by the Greeks. They turn out to be people whose women fought, hunted, rode horses, used bows and arrows, just like the men.
I have seen him set fire to his wigwam and smooth over the graves of his fathers… clap his hand in silence over his mouth, and take the last look over his fair hunting ground, and turn his face in sadness to the setting sun.
All history, and most especially the history of the 20th century, argues against placing ideas in the saddle and allowing them to ride mankind. Too often, they end up riding individual men and women into mass graves.
I care not how worldly you may be: there are times when all distinctions seem like dust, and when at the graves of the great you dream of a coming country, where your proudest hopes shall be dimmed forever.