Found While Rumaging Through Amaurote's Site

[Diva]

"He squandered health in search of wealth, To gold became a slave;

Then spent his wealth in search of health, But only found a grave."

(Message found on a gravestone)


"The vilest deeds like poison-weeds/ Bloom well in prison-air/It is only what is good in Man/That wastes and withers there."

Oscar Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol, verse 5.

Thanx, Am! :kissy:

[Amaurote]

The first one is more interesting than the second one, Diva; then again, I used to be a bit of a "graveyard groupie". Anyone wanting more information is advised to read "A Small Book of Grave Humour", by Fritz Leiber, which includes the classic epitaph

"Here lies my wife, Here lies she;
Hallelujah, Hallelujee."

And many many more. All of them true.

[Jake]

Hah Ha! These are great, Am. You should post some more, man. These made my day.