A Quote by Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton

When time is flown, how it fled
It is better neither to ask nor tell,
Leave the dead moments to bury their dead. — © Robert Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Earl of Lytton
When time is flown, how it fled It is better neither to ask nor tell, Leave the dead moments to bury their dead.
Let the dead bury the dead, your time will come.
As Ernest Hemingway wrote, 'Never think that war, no matter how necessary, nor how justified, is not a crime. Ask the infantry and ask the dead...'
Even if I wanted, I cannot do anything. When they die, we always send for their co-religionists. Muslims take the Muslim's body to bury it, Hindus come and take away the dead to be cremated and Christians come and bury their dead.
Eyes are bold as lions,--roving, running, leaping, here and there, far and near. They speak all languages. They wait for no introduction; they are no Englishmen; ask no leave of age or rank; they respect neither property nor riches, neither learning nor power, nor virtue, nor sex, but intrude, and come again, and go through and through you in a moment of time. What inundation of life and thought is discharged from one soul into another through them!
Truth is neither alive nor dead; it just aggravates itself all the time.
So now I have sworn to bury All this dead body of hate I feel so free and so clear By the loss of that dead weight
"Let the dead bury the dead." There is not a single word of Christ to which the Christian religion has paid less attention.
Sinners in their natural state lie dead, lifeless, and moveless; they can no more believe in Christ, nor repent, than a dead man can speak or walk: but, in virtue of the promise, the Spirit of life from Christ Jesus, at the time appointed, enters into the dead soul, and quickens it; so that it is no more morally dead, but alive, having new spiritual powers put into it, that were lost by Adam's fall.
To show you how radical I am, I want carjackers dead. I want rapists dead. I want burglars dead. I want child molesters dead. I want the bad guys dead. No court case. No parole. No early release. I want 'em dead. Get a gun and when they attack you, shoot 'em.
When you're late in a fairy tale, people wind up dead. And not true-love's-kiss, glass-coffin-nap-time dead. Really dead, the kind of dead you don't recover from.
Nietzsche ... combines, in effect, Christ's harsh sayings: 'let the dead bury their dead' and 'narrow is the way which leadeth unto life'.
In the democracy of the dead all men at last are equal. There is neither rank nor station nor prerogative in the republic of the grave.
"Dreamers and dreaming dead, lots of them from neither here nor there with no chance of getting home again, lost in place and time.
Stop watering things that were never meant to grow in your life. Water what works, what's good, what's right. Stop playing around with those dead bones and stuff you can't fix, its over...leave it alone! You're coming into a season of greatness. If you water what's alive and divine, you will see harvest like you've never seen before. Stop wasting water on dead issues, dead relationships, dead people, a dead past. No matter how much you water concrete, you can't grow a garden.
I tell you old and young are better than tired middle-aged, nothing is so dead dead-tired, dead every way as middle-aged.
The past is dead; let it bury its dead, its hopes and its aspirations; before you lies the future-a future full of golden promise.
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