Rest.in Peace Quotes

I think people are dazzled by Obama's rhetoric, and that people ought to begin to understand that Obama is going to be a mediocre president — which means, in our time, a dangerous president — unless there is some national movement to push him in a better direction.

An expensive coffin does not decrease the deceased’s chances of going to hell.

The death of a billionaire is worth more to the media than the lives of a billion poor people.

My life will end someday, but it will end at my convenience.

We tell the dead to rest in peace, when we should worry about the living to live in peace.

The bigger the family, the bigger the number of corpses it owes life.

Death would not surprise us as often as it does, if we let go of the misbelief that newborns are less mortal than the elderly.

Attending a funeral would leave the average person insane, if they truly believed that sooner or later they are also going to die.

When your heart is heavy, sometimes it's just easier to retweet the words of another person who seems to know exactly how you feel.

I saw a tree dancing in the wind, and it said to me, ‘I’m not doing this to entertain you, but to remind you of what life is - a dance in the wind!

Death frees us from even ourselves.

Today, I celebrate my Mother. Strong, passionate, stubborn and proud. An educator, and wife. She was both fearless and vulnerable, unashamed of either. She demanded the best, especially of me. I dedicate my life to exceeding her highest expectations. This is how I honor my Mother, my friend, my inspiration. In spirit she forever guides me. Thank you momma, for I am never lost.

Not everyone who died had left a "memory" and not everyone who had left a memory had left a "blessed" one. Therefore, not all have died should be tagged "...of a blessed memory

Funerals are a constant reminder that chasing most of the things we are chasing is an embarrassing way to spend a portion of our lives.

Death is the release of an organism from the prison of life.

It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing their dreams

To live is to owe life to die.

The ancients said that for persons who cultivated body and mind, and who are virtuous and honorable, death is an experience of liberation, a long-awaited rest from a lifetime of labors. Death helps the unscrupulous person to put an end to the misery of desire. Death, then, for everyone is a kind of homecoming. That is why the ancient sages speak of a dying person as a person who is 'going home.

i cannot imagine traveling to earth without him' quote by Robert Wesley Miller... Rest in Peace David Bowie

In the quarantine isolation, I felt the warmth of your love, even though you can't touch me. I rest in peace with the warmth of love, faith and kindness of the humanity.

Millions of people died on each and every day at the end of which millions of people deemed a beautiful day, or even the best day of their lives.

At first are moving tombs on the surface of the surface of the earth; then we become static tombs in the brims of the cemetary soil; waiting to become eternal people in fellowship for God. I know there is another fellowship in heaven!

The dead has always been within us, its just the graveyard where we lay to rest.

It is our natural and moral duty as consumers of other living things to someday die.

Those who died quietly asleep are not less dead than those who were killed awake by bombs.

The shorter one’s life, the longer the list of loved ones one will not have had to bury.

Everyone is no-one-to-be.

Life is a game we are all bound to lose.

We the living are to blame for the painfulness of being dead.

مكتوب على قبرها : هنا ترقد .. زوجتى.. هي في سلام .. وأنا أيضا

Funerals greatly exaggerate the pleasantness of being alive, while they prevent us from thinking about the advantages of being dead.

Every life is a different path to death.

Cremation is the refusal to put a corpse to good use.

Life takes from us only lives we were given by it.

To be pained by someone’s death is to make their death about you.

Seeing your loved one asleep is a great opportunity to practice seeing them dead.

We are forever getting closer to the dreaded moment that will finally confirm that we will not live forever.

But, Aunt... I don't want to go to the grave site set aside for me a few years ago at the ancestral grave site. I don't want to go there. When I lived here and woke up from the fog in my head, I would walk by myself to the grave site set aside for me, so that I could feel comfortable if I lived there after death. It was sunny, and I liked the pine tree that stood bent but tall, but remaining a member of this family even in death would be too much and too hard. To try to change my mind, I would sing and pull weeds, sitting there until the sun set, but nothing made me feel comfortable there. I lived with this family for over fifty years; please let me go now.

In order to answer the question “Who am I?”, in order to go back to before the beginning within your own experience, you have to put your attention on the deepest sense of what it feels like to be yourself right now, and simultaneously let everything else go. Letting go means falling so deeply into yourself that all that is left is empty space. To discover that infinite depth in your own self, you must find a way to enter into a deep state of meditation—so deep that your awareness of thought moves into the background and eventually disappears. As your awareness detaches itself from the thought-stream, your identification with emotion and memory begins to fall away. When awareness of thought disappears, awareness of the passing of time disappears along with it. If you keep penetrating into the infinite depths of your own self, even your awareness of your own physical form will disappear. If you go deep enough, letting your attention expand and release from all objects in consciousness, you will find that all the structures of the created universe begin to crumble before your eyes. Awareness itself—limitless, empty, pristine—becomes the only object of your attention. As your attention is released from the conditioned mind-process, freed from the confines of the body and the boundaries of the personal self-sense, the inner dimension of your own experience begins to open up to an immeasurable degree. Imagine that you have been fast asleep in a small, dark chamber, then suddenly awaken to find yourself floating in the infinite expanse of a vast, peaceful ocean. That’s what this journey to the depths of your own self feels like. You become aware of a limitless dimension that you did not even know was there. Moments before, you may have experienced yourself as being trapped, a prisoner of your body, mind, and emotions. But when you awaken to this new dimension, all sense of confinement disappears. You find yourself resting in, and as, boundless empty space. In that empty space, the mind is completely still; there is no time, no memory, not even a trace of personal history. And the deeper you fall into that space, the more everything will continue to fall away, until finally all that will be left is you. When you let absolutely everything go—body, mind, memory, and time—you will find, miraculously, that you still exist. In fact, in the end, you discover that all that exists is you!

The worst that can happen to anyone will happen to everyone.

It is a rare blessing to not want to live a second longer than you will live.

Given an opportunity I would like to sleep 24X7 for the rest of my life after death.

For the dead and the living, we must bear witness. Engraved upon the wall of the U.S. Holocaust Museum Washington D.C.

The dead rest in peace while the living rest in freedom.

Rest in peace: Historic Lahaina town.

Kindly do not disturb, resting in peace.

Almost every funeral is attended by at least a few people whose funerals the person being buried thought he or she would attend.

When I get enough rest, I'm calmer and more productive

I have a feeling he’s aware of everything going on around him and that he’ll jump to his feet at the slightest provocation and kill whoever bothered him with that damn sausage. I wonder what my obituary would say in that scenario? Here lies Nicholette Bettencourt, who died from being whipped to death by sausage. Rest in peace. Then again, do the criminals here get obituaries?

Maybe it was selfish, but I didn’t want to let her rest in peace. She could do that when it was my turn.

You have a choice to rest now and feel the peace or to rest in peace!

Losing someone you love to death. Is like losing a piece of a puzzle. your world feel incomplete and there is no piece that can feel in for missing piece. There will always be that space of missing puzzle , even if the puzzle is complete.

Death can trend and still we won't get used to it, because there is no easy way to die, and every time a person dies. it pains us and breaks our heart. It is OK to cry.

Pain is felt when a person is brought onto this world and Pain is felt when the person leaves this earth.

Life is the inside of death.

Escaping death is a temporary victory.

They say we find peace when we die , because us living. They don't find peace. For they know what we are capable of . How strong, wise, smart, educated ,hard working, loving,caring and how good we can be.

A second is a step taken by the living towards death.

We are all our own bodies’ visitors.

To rest in peace, you need to die; To live in peace, you need to remain alive

Wishing the dead, ‘rest in peace’ is meaningless – it’s something they already have. Resting peacefully is an exclusive desire of the living or do you wish to be disturbed when at rest? Rest peacefully and rest in peace are one and the same thing. The difference is only in our perception.

One thing I will never come to know. That I am dead. One thing one never knows. When is it that they are dead. एक चीज़ हमें कभी मालूम न होगी, के कब हम नहीं हैं EK CHEEZ HAMEIN KABHI MALOOM N HOGI, KE HUM NAHIN HAIN

Comfort and strength to all those who have lost their loves ones. The ones they are close with and the ones they know. Psalms 34 : 17-18

I am feeling disgusted with myself and having a heavy heart. That I didn’t get time to share other people’s work, talent, skills, business on my social platform to support them, but the only time I share something regarding them is R.I.P and message of condolences to their family and loved ones.

Some people are gone, but not forgotten. Some are still here, but already forgotten.

Our deaths are not obliged to happen in the same order as our births.

Jonathan Spence VERSUS Niccolò Machiavelli (1469 - 1527).