Coffin Quotes

“Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.”
― Walt Whitman

“A premature death does not only rob one of the countless instances where one would have experienced pleasure, it also saves one from the innumerable instances where one would have experienced pain.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Heresy is the eternal dawn, the morning star, the glittering herald of the day. Heresy is the last and best thought. It is the perpetual New World, the unknown sea, toward which the brave all sail. It is the eternal horizon of progress.
Heresy extends the hospitalities of the brain to a new thought.
Heresy is a cradle; orthodoxy, a coffin.”
― Robert G. Ingersoll, Heretics and Heresies: From 'The Gods and Other Lectures'

“Are you kidding? I'm supposed to put my books in this filthy tin coffin?”
― Kami Garcia, Beautiful Chaos

“The more death, the more birth. People are entering, others are exiting. The cry of a baby, the mourning of others. When others cry, the other are laughing and making merry. The world is mingled with sadness, joy, happiness, anger, wealth, poverty, etc.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“He had built his own future brick by brick around himself but there were no doors or windows, at least that was the way it seemed at the time he had thought to himself, I am locked in, it was like one of those ghost stories where you wake up and you are sealed in a coffin.”
― Dan Chaon, Stay Awake

“The face of the dead man was concealed, of course, our customs not being those of the south, where corpses are carried to the grave in open coffins, that they might – one last time before slipping into the pit – be warmed by the light of the sun.”
― Jan Neruda, Prague Tales

“On the third day, my room became a cell, which became a cage, which became a coffin, and I discovered the very deepest fear that swam through my heart like eels in undersea caves: to be locked away, trapped and alone.”
― Alix E. Harrow, The Ten Thousand Doors of January

“Our loved ones may be nailed in a coffin but their epitaph is nailed in our hearts. Death cannot kill love.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“In the basement of Sydney's new house is a little room that is about the size and shape of a coffin.”
― Dan Chaon, Stay Awake

“Now get the fuck up off the ground so I can put you in it... like a coffin. Because you'll be fucking dead after I kill you, you fucking asshole.”
― Robert Kirkman, The Walking Dead, Vol. 27: The Whisperer War

“Everyone is no-one-to-be.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“If anyone at my funeral says 'it's what he would have wanted', I'll kick the lid off my coffin and throttle them. Or, if I've been cremated, I'll flip the lid off the urn and become a dust storm in their eyes. Only you know what you truly want. Anything else is presumption skewed through personal agendas.”
― Stewart Stafford

“See, the Serpent is taken from its hole,
The secrets of Egypt's kings are bared.
See, the residence is fearful from want.
Men stir up strife unopposed.
See, the land is tied up in gangs,
The coward is emboldened to seize his goods.
See, the Serpent the dead.
He who could not make a coffin owns a tomb.
See, those who owned tombs are cast on high ground,
He who could not make a grave owns a treasury.
See now, the transformations of people,
He who did not build a hut is an owner of coffers.”
― Miriam Lichtheim, Ancient Egyptian Literature, Volume I: The Old and Middle Kingdoms

“The dead are always trying to convince me how comfortable their coffins are.”
― Steve Maraboli

“The coffin is such a loathsome thing; the producer doesn’t need it, the seller doesn’t want it, the buyer doesn’t use it, the user doesn’t see it; and yet it must be bought.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“Whoever is not confined to a coffin should celebrate, even if life is all he has.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“During a funeral, the corpse receives way more affection, love, or attention, from some people, than was ever received, from those people, by the person the corpse used to be.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“Don't you like the sight of a coffin? I really do. I find it a handsome piece of furniture, even empty; when someone is lying in it, then, in my eyes, it is positively sublime.”
― Thomas Mann, The Magic Mountain

“If I wake up in the morning and see a bedroom ceiling, I say: "Another day? Let's go!" If I woke up and saw a wooden coffin or urn lid, I'd probably say: "Oh...back to bed.”
― Stewart Stafford

“I dance like a dead man rolling out of a coffin, and that's also how Campbell's tastes. But if you fill up a thermos with my Duck Soup, it might help you win the marathon at the next Olympics. I'd like to sponsor your performance.”
― Jarod Kintz, BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm presents: Two Ducks Brawling Is A Pre-Pillow Fight

“You go in through the front door of the hospital and depending on how successful your treatment is determines whether you leave through the front door or in a box out of the back door.”
― Steven Magee

“It is highly un-African to casually puke out obituary announcement to a close relative except the announcer is pricing strangulation or has bought a second coffin for the recipient or himself. It is much better to tactfully preface the issue with preambles and have others present whose presence will prevent stories that touch the heart.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“The mere sight of coffin sends people quivering and shivering with nausea and phobia”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“COVID-19 may be the final nail in the coffin of the traditional store model as the isolated people of the world switch to internet shopping.”
― Steven Magee

“For three days the child lay in his parents' house, surrounded by spring flowers, narcissus, tulips, and Christmas roses, in a sealed coffin, small & white.”
― Josef Winkler, When the Time Comes

“Often the grave encloses, unknowingly, two hearts in the same coffin.”
― Alphone de Lamartine

“Padre Huerta is so present when you ask him a question, you feel as if you've stepped inside of him to hear his response. He leans closer to me and takes my hand in his. I don't mind it. His hands are warm and soft, slightly fat. He doesn't squeeze, but just holds me steady. I'm being so careful not to look in the direction of the coffin on the other side of the room. When he touches me, I sense he knows that.”
― Laurie Perez, Torpor: Though the Heart Is Warm

“Sometime toward dawn the rain ceases. But it is not yet day when Cash drives the last nail and stands stiffly up and looks down at the finished coffin, the others watching him. In the lantern light his face is calm, musing; slowly he strokes his hands on his raincoated thighs in a gesture deliberate, final and composed. Then four of them - Cash and pa and Vernon and Peabody - raise the coffin to their shoulders and turn towards the house. it is light, yet they move slowly; empty, yet they carry it carefully; lifeless, yet they move with hushed precautionary words to one another, speaking of it as though, complete, it now slumbered lightly alive, waiting to come awake. On the dark floor their feet clump awkwardly, as though for a long time they have not walked on floors.”
― William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying

“It was fourteen hours later that Marra and the dust-wife flung themselves at the stone lid, scrabbling with all their strength. For a horrible moment, she thought that it would not be enough, that they would have to come back with levers, but it began, inch by agonising inch, to slide. They got it perhaps six inches and had to stop, panting.

Fingers slid out of the gap and caught the edge. Marra nearly wept with relief. Fenris shoved the lid aside and sat up, gasping for air.

'You're really here,' he said, bending over so that his forehead touched his drawn-up knees. 'I kept imagining voices, but you're really here this time.'

'We're here,' said Marra, the words this time jabbing her like pins.

He took a half dozen sobbing breaths. 'It is very close in there,' he said, 'even with holes.' His face was slick with sweat or tears, Marra did not know. 'Close and cold.'

'I'm sorry,' said Marra. 'I'm sorry. It was the only way I could think of.' She pulled him out of the coffin, or he climbed out and she helped, and he wrapped his arms around her and they stood together, shaking.”
― T. Kingfisher, Nettle & Bone