Obits Quotes & Sayings

The fires of hell may be made of the very love of God, experienced as torture by those who hate him: the very light of God's truth, hated and fled from in vain by those who love darkness. — Peter Kreeft

During my past career as a journalist, I relished writing obits and equally dreaded phoning relatives for the necessary facts. But to my surprise and great relief, they often wanted to talk - they wanted their recently deceased loved ones recorded in print. — Tom Rachman

Dreams are sacred future events. — Lailah Gifty Akita

I get up each morning, gather my wits, pick up the paper and read the obits. If I'm not there, I know I'm not dead, so I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed. — Pete Seeger

If you have Jesus Christ, then you are no longer a slave to the forces of this sinful world; you are untouchable and unstoppable.Romans 8:15 — Felix Wantang

The novelist is the vestigial bone on the body cinema. We're like the little toe that can be cut off. — Don Winslow

All places where women are excluded tend downward to barbarism; but the moment she is introduced, there come in with her courtesy, cleanliness, sobriety, and order. — Harriet Beecher Stowe

One of AOL's biggest assets is its brand. For people over 30 and, due to AOL Instant Messenger, even a lot of people under 30, AOL was their first real interaction with technology in a positive way. — Tim Armstrong

The young open the paper to forget about life by reading the funny strips. The old do it to forget about death by reading other people's obits. My advice: don't open the paper and go on with your life. — Gabriel Ba

He that wrongs his friend, wrongs himself more. — Alfred Lord Tennyson

I never believed that Nixon could fully resurrect himself. And the proof of that was in the obits. — Ben Bradlee

Yet for quixotic reasons
namely, that I enjoyed writing obits
I had decided to scale back on articles about city life in order to write exclusively about the city's dead. For even less money. It was a strange and inexplicable career move. — Avi Steinberg

I had this weird, nomadic little tent with a rug over it, like a booth where I'd sing the vocals. — Neneh Cherry

I had a job on a newspaper in Wisconsin, and I started off as most reporters did back then: writing obits and free ad giveaways. — Scott Glenn

I write about eight hours a day, and I throw away most of what I write. — Jason Molina

I'm always interested in whatever I can do to not look at my phone. — Brie Larson

What are emotions exactly?' Lutta asked. 'Silly feelings that get in the way of actions. — Kathryn Lasky

Sweat isn't a bad thing," he said, leaning his head against the wall thoughtfully. "Some of the best things in life happen while your sweating. Yeah, if you get too much of it and it gets old and stale, it turns pretty gross. But on a beautiful women? Intoxicating. If you could smell things like a vampire does, you'd know what I'm talking about. Most people mess it all up and drown themselves in perfume. Perfume can be good ... especially if you get one that goes with your chemistry. But you only need a hint. Mix about 20 percent of that with 80 percent of your own perspiration ... mmm." He tilted his head to the side and looked at me. "Dead sexy. — Richelle Mead

I will have one of the cleanest obits of any actress. I never did cheesecake like Ann Sheridan or Betty Grable. I just used my hair. — Veronica Lake

How did you know?" Benedict finally asked.
One corner of Colin's mouth tilted up into a crooked smile. "About Sophie? It's rather obvious."
"Colin, she's - "
"A maid? Who cares? What is going to happen to you if you marry her?" Colin asked with a devil-may-care shrug of his shoulders. "People you couldn't care less about will ostracize you? Hell, I wouldn't mind being ostracized by some of the people with whom I'm forced to socialize."
Benedict shrugged dismissively. "I'd already decided I didn't care about all that," he said.
"Then what in bloody hell is the problem?" Colin demanded.
"It's complicated."
"Nothing is ever as complicated as it is in one's mind. — Julia Quinn

Gabriel flashed him the one-fingered Mudra of Contempt. — Walter Jon Williams

All deaths, all endings, are a path to the next beginning. — Alberto Villoldo