You die - and this is why manmade religions don't work for so many of us. The notion that you're dead and that's the end, and they even try to contain you in coffins. They make them out of steel and stuff. But really, your journey - for all you know - is just beginning. For all I know, what you see now is just a tiny little seed. So, I may blossom into an entire - I don't know - something in the sky. Who knows where we're going?
Childhood is long and narrow like a coffin, and you can't get out of it on your own.
I will be in my coffin before I will fight again under your command.
The only way you can become a legend is in your coffin
His smile is like the silver plate on a coffin.
Shoes, men, coffins; never accept the first one you see.
New Orleans is 5 feet below sea level, which means that holes dug in the ground immediately fill with water. Coffins were punctured and sunk with weights, which didn't stop them from floating up out of the cemeteries and down the streets of the French Quarter on stormy nights. The solution was to bury people above ground, in what are called vaults.
The more propaganda. . . conservatives spread for capitalist economics while at the same time preaching collectivism morally and philosophically , the more nails they’ll drive into capitalism’s coffin.
Wouldn't it be well to give some of your bouquets before a man dies, and not go and load down his coffin? He can't enjoy them then.
For me, curiosity is life. If you are not curious, you are in your coffin.
Public depictions of women still tend to remain rigid and narrow - about the size of a coffin, say.
From the cradle to the coffin underwear comes first.
(P)eople’s good intentions can wind up putting us in boxes as confining as coffins.
There's a coffin in the back of the church as the wedding is going on. . . Look, I'm a romantic. I like marriage. . . In the movies.
Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little hoe Now Imma wrap your coffin wit a bow
I get plenty of exercise carrying the coffins of my friends who exercise.
Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy a coffin.
We are America. We are the coffin fillers. We are the grocers of death. We pack them in crates like cauliflowers.
Well, I guess I am about the livest dead man you ever saw; although I was once asked to accept a coffin.
Comfort zones are plush lined coffins. When you stay in your plush lined coffins, you die.