Epitaphs and Words of

Comfort From The Classics

  • In His will is our peace. (Dante)
  • The dutifulness of children is the foundation of all virtue. (Cicero)
  • The heart of him who truly loves is a paradise on earth. (Lamennais)
  • Mutual love, the crown of all our bliss. (Milton)
  • Things past belong to memory alone, things future are the property of hope. (John Home)
  • Each lonely scene shall thee restore. (William Collins)
  • The acts of this life are the destiny of the next. (Eastern proverb)
  • Safe in the hallowed quiets of the past. (Lowell)
  • Every man’s life is a plan of God. (Horace Bushnell)
  • The end and the reward of toil is rest. (James Beattie)
  • Till the Master of all good workmen shall set us to work anew. (Rudyard Kipling)
  • 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. (Dorothy Francis Gurney)
  • Dust thou art, to dust returnest, was not spoken of the soul. (Longfellow)
  • Nature’s loving proxy, the watchful mother. (Bulwer)
  • Mercy to him that shows it, is the rule. (Cowper)
  • Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory… (Shelley)
  • Strength is born in the deep silence of long-suffering hearts, not amid joy. (Hemans)
  • Sorrows are like tall angels with star-crowns in their hair. (Margery Eldredge Howell)
  • Tears are often the telescope by which men see far into Heaven. (H.W. Beecher)
  • To love is to place our happiness in the happiness of another. (Leibnitz)
  • What seem to us but dim funereal tapers may be Heaven’s distant lamps. (Longfellow)
  • Death is the golden key that opens the palace of Eternity. (Milton)
  • There is a sweet joy that comes to us through sorrow. (Spurgeon)
  • Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. (Moore)
  • Heaven, the treasury of everlasting joy. (Shakespeare)
  • Death is not a foe, but an inevitable adventure. (Sir Oliver Lodge)
  • The soul that suffers is stronger than the soul that rejoices. (E. Shepard)
  • Where there is much light, the shadows are deepest. (Goethe)
  • There never was night that had no morn. (D.M.N. Craik)
  • Faith builds a bridge across the gulf of death. (Young)
  • Until the day break, and the shadows flee away.
  • “Tis not the whole of life to live, nor all of death to die. (J. Montgomery)
  • Where there is sorrow there is holy ground. (Wilde)
  • The greatest attribute of Heaven is mercy. (Beaumont and Fletcher)
  • Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal. (Moore)
  • God gives us love. Something to love He lends us. (Tennyson)
  • His daily prayer, far better understood in acts than words, was simply doing good. (Whittier)
  • Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality. (Dickenson)
  • Only in darkness can you see the stars. (Emerson)
  • It is not the length of life but the depth. (Emerson)
  • Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail (Emerson)
  • We only part to meet again (Gay)
  • Now twilight lets her curtain down and pins it with a star. (L.M. Child)
  • Onward to thy glory! ‘Tis always morning somewhere in the world. (R.H. Horne)
  • The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost (Chesterton)
  • Yet in this heart’s most sacred place, thou, thou, alone, shall dwell forever. (Moore)
  • …There hath pass’d away a glory from the earth. (Wordsworth)
  • Joy, joy forever! My task is done–the gates are pass’d, and heaven is won. (Moore)
  • The cross leads generations on. (Shelley)
  • …The heart of man is restles until it finds its rest in Thee. (St. Augustine)
  • But in the night of death hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing. (Ingersoll)
  • Death’s but a path to be trod if man would ever pass to God. (T. Parnell)
  • Whither though goest, I will go. (Ruth 1: 16)
  • Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound. (H. Melville)
  • He hath awakened from the dream of life. (Shelley)
  • Beyond is the infinite morning of a day without a tomorrow. (W.S. Abbott)
  • Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break… (Shakespeare)
  • Where He leads me I can safely go. (Millay)
  • Humble love, and not proud science, keeps the door of Heaven. (Young)
  • God is and all is well. (Whittier)