How much of love lies buried dusty graves! [ F. A. Durivage ]

I have no urns, no dusty monuments;
No broken images of ancestors,
Wanting an ear, or nose; no forged tales
Of long descents, to boast false honors from. [ Ben Jonson ]

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace, from day to day, to the last syllable of recorded time; and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. [ William Shakespeare ]

O, if the deeds of human creatures could be traced to their source, how beautiful would even death appear; for how much charity, mercy, and purified affection would be seen to have their growth in dusty graves! [ Dickens ]