Stella: [to Lisa] You haven't spent much time around cemeteries, have you?
[Meeting with Dr. Gilchrist in the cemetery] Mortimer Brewster: Pull up a tombstone!
Kada policijos informatorius tampa išties patikimas? Kai atskleidžia sąmokslą. Tad reikia surengti sąmokslą, apie kurį galėtų pranešti.
Being buried alive in a cemetery would put me in grave danger.
Once, I took a taxi. I hate those limousines. They stink and their drivers have been driving dead people to the cemeteries.
A closed plant is like a cemetery; it really is. The walls will talk to you; the machines will talk to you if you really talk to them.
If you're so pro-life, do me a favour: don't lock arms and block medical clinics. If you're so pro-life, lock arms and block cemeteries.
Being president is like running a cemetery: you've got a lot of people under you and nobody's listening.
I never can pass by the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York without thinking of it not as a gallery of living portraits but as a cemetery of tax-deductible wealth.
I realised how rich I had become and I asked myself, 'Do I really want to be the richest person in the cemetery?'
To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
Being President is like being the groundskeeper in a cemetery: there are a lot of people under you, but none of them are listening.
Michael had learned the hard way that nothing good came from interfering in the affairs of the afterlife.
The gloaming that closed over us the cemetery had crawled inside his skin.
People are never so completely and enthusiastically evil as when they act out of religious conviction.
National identity is the last bastion of the dispossessed. But the meaning of identity is now based on hatred, on hatred for those who are not the same.
They ought to bury people in hospitals and let sick people get well in the cemeteries.
The first three issues of 'Cemetery Dance' were mainly horror, but now it's really a cross-genre magazine. It's all just snowballed.
Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn't matter to me. Going to bed at night saying we've done something wonderful, that's what matters to me.
I think the world’s a better place because Bill realized that his goal isn’t to be the richest guy in the cemetery, right?
No one has ever seen a Brink's truck delivering money into a cemetery...so enjoy your life, while you still can!
