Gilded tombs do worms infold. [ Shakespeare ]

Civil wars leave nothing but tombs. [ Lamartine ]

Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound. [ Watts ]

Let fame, that all hunt after in their lives.
Live registered upon our brazen tombs. [ William Shakespeare ]

Wise books for half the truths they hold are honored tombs. [ George Eliot ]

Memory seldom fails when its office is to show us the tombs of our buried hopes. [ Lady Blessington ]

Still as the peaceful walks of ancient night; silent as are the lamps that burn on tombs. [ William Shakespeare ]

Remembrance of the dead soon fades. Alas! in their tombs, they decay more slowly than in our hearts. [ Victor Hugo ]

Tombs are the clothes of the dead; a grave is but a plain suit, and a rich monument is one embroidered. [ Thomas Fuller ]

The avarice of the miser may be termed the grand sepulchre of all his other passions, as they successively decay. But unlike other tombs, it is enlarged by repletion and strengthened by age. [ Colton ]

Death is the tyrant of the imagination. His reign is in solitude and darkness, in tombs and prisons, over weak hearts and seething brains. He lives, without shape or sound, a phantasm, inaccessible to sight or touch - a ghastly and terrible apprehension. [ Barry Cornwall ]

Fame is a revenue payable only to our ghosts; and to deny ourselves all present satisfaction, or to expose ourselves to so much hazard for this, were as great madness as to starve ourselves, or fight desperately for food, to be laid on our tombs after our death. [ Mackenzie ]

Man gains wider dominion by his intellect than by his right arm. The mustard-seed of thought is a pregnant treasury of vast results. Like the germ in the Egyptian tombs, its vitality never perishes; and its fruit will spring up after it has been buried for long ages. [ Chapin ]

When I look upon the tombs of the great, every motion of envy dies; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire forsake me: when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tombstone, my heart melts with compassion; when I see the tombs of the parents themselves, I reflect how vain it is to grieve for those whom we must quickly follow; when I see kings lying beside those who deposed them, when I behold rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men who divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the frivolous competitions, factions, and debates of mankind. [ Addison ]