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Burying Quotes (page 8)

Christopher Hitchens quote: "If you gave [Jerry] Falwell an enema he could be buried in a..."
If you gave [Jerry] Falwell an enema he could be buried in a matchbox. Christopher Hitchens
Frederick Douglass quote: "it was worth half-cent to kill a "nigger", and a half-cent to..."
it was worth half-cent to kill a "nigger", and a half-cent to bury one. Frederick Douglass
Mr. Bernard died on a Monday, at the age of seventy-five, his body wasted. He lay in state for two days in the lobby of the Bernard Gursky Tower and, as he failed to rise on the third, he was duly buried. Mordecai Richler
Kin Hubbard quote: "No one ever forgets where he buried the hatchet."
No one ever forgets where he buried the hatchet. Kin Hubbard
Stephenie Meyer quote: "You scared me for a minute there. I thought Newton was..."
You scared me for a minute there. I thought Newton was dragging your dead body off to bury it in the woods. Stephenie Meyer
We demand that sex speak the truth [...] and we demand that it tell us our truth, or rather, the deeply buried truth of that truth about ourselves wich we think we possess in our immediate consciousness. Michel Foucault
Perhaps I am his hope. But then she is his present. And if she is his present, I am not his present. Therefore, I am not, and I wonder why no-one has noticed I am dead and taken the trouble to bury me. For I am utterly collapsed. I lounge with glazed eyes, or weep tears of sheer weakness. All people seem criminally irrelevant. I ignore everyone and everything, and, if crossed or interrupted in my decay, hate. Nature is only the irking weather and flowers crude reminders of stale states of being. Elizabeth Smart
The internet was supposed to liberate knowledge, but in fact it buried it, first under a vast sewer of ignorance, laziness, bigotry, superstition and filth and then beneath the cloak of political surveillance. Now...cyberspace exists exclusively to promote commerce, gossip and pornography. And of course to hunt down sedition. Only paper is safe. Books are the key. A book cannot be accessed from afar, you have to hold it, you have to read it. Ben Elton
Phyllis Diller quote: "I've buried a lot of my laundry in the back yard."
I've buried a lot of my laundry in the back yard. Phyllis Diller
Man disavows, and Deity disowns me; Hell might afford my miseries a shelter; Therefore Hell keeps her ever-hungry mouths all. Bolted against me. Hard lot! encompassed with a thousand dangers, Weary, faint, trembling with a thousand terrors, I'm called, if vanquished, to receive a sentence. Worse than Abiram's. Him the vindictive rod of angry Justice. Sent quick and howling to the centre headlong; I, fed with judgement, in a fleshy tomb, am. Buried above ground. William Cowper
To no man does the earth mean so much as to the soldier. When he presses himself down upon her long and powerfully, when he buries his face and his limbs deep in her from the fear of death by shell-fire, then she is his only friend, his brother, his mother; he stifles his terror and his cries in her silence and her security; she shelters him and releases him for ten seconds to live, to run, ten seconds of life; receives him again and again and often forever. Erich Maria Remarque
The most fascinating thing to me about your letter is that buried beneath all the anxiety and sorrow and fear and self-loathing, there’s arrogance at its core. It presumes you should be successful at twenty-six, when really it takes most writers much longer to get there. Cheryl Strayed
Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody will ever love me in that overabundant, overexpressive, overthoughtful, overhuman way I love people), and so I will wait for him. So I ask taxi driver to drop me at the Galeries Lafayette, where I begin to look for a new hat and to shop for Christmas. Pride? I don't know. A kind of wise retreat. I need people too much. So I bury my gigantic... Anais Nin
Sleep my little babby-oh. Sleep until you waken. When you wake you'll see the world. If I'm not mistaken... Kiss a lover. Dance a measure. Find your name. And buried treasure. Face your life. Its pain, its pleasure, Leave no path untaken. Neil Gaiman
I grieve to leave Thornfield: I love Thornfield - I love it, because I have lived in it a full and delightful life, -momentarily at least. I have not been trampled on. I have not been petrified. I have not been buried with inferior minds, and excluded from every glimpse of communion with what is bright and energetic, and high. I have talked, face to face, with what I reverence; with what I delight in, -with an original, a vigorous, an expanded mind. I have known you, Mr. Rochester; and... Charlotte Bronte

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