Classic Tombstone Epitaphs
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The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices.
Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into heaven.
Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts,
not amid joy.
What seems to us but dim funeral tapers may be heaven's distant
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity.
There is a sweet job that comes to us through sorrow.
Earth hath no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy.
Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure.
Sir Oliver Lodge
Every man's life is a plan of God.
The acts of this life are the destiny of the next.
Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair.
Margery Eldredge Howell
The heart of him who truly loves is a paradise on earth.
Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss.
To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another.
Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of heaven.
The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy.
Beaumont and Fletcher
Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule.
Nature's loving proxy, the watchful mother.
Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul.
The kiss of the sun for pardon, the song of the birds for mirth,
One's nearer God's heart in a garden, than anywhere else on earth.
Till the master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew.
The end and the reward of toil is rest.
In His will is our peace.
Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past.
Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory.
Each lonely scene shall thee restore.
Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property
Yet in this heart's most sacred place, thou, alone, shall dwell
...There hath pass'd away a glory from the earth.
joy, joy forever! - My task is done - the gates are pass'd and
heaven is won.
The cross leads generations on.
...The heart of man is restless until it finds its rest in Thee.
God is and all is well.
Death's but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God.
Onward to thy glory! 'Tis always morning somewhere in the world.
Life's a voyage that's homeward bound.
He hath awakened from the dream of life.
Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without tomorrow.
Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers
the o'erfraught heart and bids it break...
Where He leads me I can safely go.
God gives us love. Something to love He lends us.
Whither thou goest, I will go.
But in the night of death hope sees a star,
and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.
There never was night that had no morn.
Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.
'Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die.
Where there is sorrow there is holy ground.
Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest.
His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was
simple doing good.