“ Before an empty tomb, we will come to know that Christ our Lord has burst the bands of death and stands forever triumphant over the grave. Bruce R. McConkie
“ Sooner or later I will realize that the very things I most desperately need are the very things I am unable to give myself. Therefore, I will either be left despising the fact that I am doomed to live… Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ The dusty tombs of long-dead exorcist priests lay in the alcoves below, surmounted by stone effigies, the features eroded by the passing of time and the reverent caresses of their grateful parishioner… Sarah Ash
“ But of these things I must not now speak. I will tell only of the lone tomb in the darkest of the hillside thickets. H.P. Lovecraft
“ Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so myst… Bram Stoker
“ A tomb is a vault, a vault is a home,” Mr. Sadlot said casually sniffing the flower in his lapel. “That’s where the deceased chose to reside and that is where he will be placed.” Kekaju and the Hidden… Robert W. Sweeting
“ It is almost startling to hear this warning of departed time sounding among the tombs, and telling the lapse of the hour, which, like a billow, has rolled us onward towards the grave. Washington Irving
“ Music helps to forgetThis forsaken tomb,That is my abodeCellars downFar belowUnder the ground, ... E.A. Bucchianeri
“ Does one love a statue?" she demanded. "Shall I caress a picture? Shall I rain tears or kisses over the mere semblance of a life that does not live, shall I fondle hands that never return my clasp? Lo… Marie Corelli
“ My sin murdered Him. And out of this self-loathing shame borne of the understanding that I could perpetrate such a heinous act, I am barely able to raise my head sufficiently to ask what crazed insani… Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ Do I dare believe such an absurdly outrageous story that a man would die, lay lifeless in some tomb for three days and then somehow live again? Yet, if I dare to consider it, is that not exactly what… Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ Easter is the invulnerable tale of utter selflessness where at an inestimable cost God did for us what He did not need done for Himself. And that kind of ‘doing’ happens every day. Craig D. Lounsbrough
“ I am pressed to admit that I don’t have the capacity to understand the bloodied horrors of a cross and the wild exhilaration of an empty tomb. But at the point that I think I completely understand God… Craig D. Lounsbrough
