Gravediggers Quotes

• I'm the basketball version of a gravedigger.

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  Dennis Rodman

  Basketball   Gravediggers   Versions  

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• My grandmother could never have written a memoir, so 'The Gravedigger's Daughter' is a homage to her life, and to the lives of other young women of her generation, which are so rarely articulated.

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  Joyce Carol Oates

  Daughter   Grandmother   Generations  

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• I love the performance of a craft, whether it is modest or mean-spirited, yet I walk away when discussions of it begin - as if one should ask a gravedigger what brand of shovel he uses or whether he prefers to work at noon or in moonlight. I am interested only in the care taken, and those secret rehearsals behind it. Even if I do not understand fully what is taking place.

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  Michael Ondaatje

  Taken   Mean   Secret  

  Michael Ondaatje (2010). “Divisadero”, p.134, Bloomsbury Publishing

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• That's what a story must feel like to me. It's not, "I want to write about a gravedigger." But you're walking along and - boop! shovel. "Ok, what does one do with a shovel? Digs a hole. Why? I don't know yet. Dig the hole! Oh, look a body."

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  George Saunders

  Writing   Doe   Looks  

  Source: www.guernicamag.com

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• Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann's, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and bones.

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  Catharine Arnold

  Skulls   Skull And Bones   May  

  Catharine Arnold (2008). “Necropolis: London and Its Dead”, p.33, Simon and Schuster

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• People love to hate the gravedigger.

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  Kathy Reichs

  Hate   People   Love Hate  

  "Meet The Brains Behind "Bones"". "Science Friday" with Ira Flatow, www.npr.org. August 31, 2012.

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• There's a country spread out in the sky, a credulous carpet of rainbows and crepuscular plants: I move toward it just a bit haggardly, trampling a gravedigger's rubble still moist from the spade to dream in a bedlam of vegetables.

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  Pablo Neruda

  Dream   Country   Moving  

  Pablo Neruda (1974). “Pablo Neruda: Five Decades, a Selection (poems, 1925-1970)”, p.3, Grove Press

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• Lucivar winced. "She guzzled half the flask — and it wasn't one of his home brews, it was the concoction you created." Jaenelle’s eyes widened. “You let her drink a ‘gravedigger’?” “No no no,” Wilhelmina said, shaking her head. “You shouldn’t ever drink a gravedigger until he’s had a bath.” She smiled placidly when Jaenelle and Lucivar just stared at her. “Mother Night,” Lucivar muttered. “Do you know that song?” Wilhelmina asked Jaenelle.

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  Anne Bishop

  Mother   Song   Home  

  Anne Bishop (2000). “Queen of the Darkness: The Black Jewels Trilogy 3”, p.144, Penguin

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