
Directing a funeral isn’t about death at all. Funerals are for the living, not the dead.
– Rebecca McNutt
Related Quotes:
- Funerals aren’t for the dead. They’re for the living. – Gavin Extence
- Funerals are for the living, Jace, not for the dead. – Cassandra Clare
- Nobody really wants to be your friend when they discover that you work with dead people. – Rebecca McNutt
- Typical Pollution, they’re always living in the wrong place at the wrong time. – Rebecca McNutt
- And it occurs to me that there’s no real difference between us, the living and the dead; it’s just a matter of tense: past-dead and future-dead – Rick Yancey
- We’re living tragedies, just passing time ’til our funerals. – Robyn Schneider
- Funerals, I had decided, are for the living. – John Green
- It looks like a funeral parlour in here. Am I dead? – Jackie Williams
- I was dead, and I hadn’t even been able to attend my own funeral. – Meg Cabot
- You have more issues than Reader’s Digest. – Rebecca McNutt
- Mandy would much rather have imaginary friends who were real than real friends who were imaginary. – Rebecca McNutt
- Most people are as happy as other people decide they should be. – Rebecca McNutt
- The child psychologist’s clinic: where imaginary friends go to die, where dreams go to burn, where creativity goes to drown. – Rebecca McNutt
- Don’t you think it’s better to continue reading than to just close the book? – Rebecca McNutt
- Capitalism has a way of letting people view the world through rose-coloured glasses. – Rebecca McNutt
- Some people spend their whole lives in a fantasy world, and that’s not a good thing! – Rebecca McNutt
- Your imaginary friend isn’t the problem, Amanda. The problem is that you don’t seem to have any real friends. – Rebecca McNutt
- Newspapers take peoples’ tragedies and force the world to experience all of it. – Rebecca McNutt
- Life is so funny sometimes that you just have to laugh. – Rebecca McNutt
- Alecto isn’t a person! He’s just something that society made and then threw away, a memory that refuses to die. – Rebecca McNutt
- Grief is NOT a mental illness or an emotional disorder. Anyone who tells you otherwise has never experienced it for themselves. – Rebecca McNutt
- Life is stress by definition. – Rebecca McNutt
- I don’t like psychiatrists,- Alecto told her. -œNot because they don’t think I’m real, but because they have no idea what they’re doing. – Rebecca McNutt
- Why do they lie?- she asked herself aloud. -œThey say time makes losing someone you loved easier to deal with, but it only makes it worse. – Rebecca McNutt
- I’ll remember you… I remember everyone I’ve lost. – Rebecca McNutt
- I can’t look people in the eye and tell them that they’re going to die anymore. – Rebecca McNutt
- He’s completely blown through his younger years like his childhood was one big cigarette to smoke carelessly. – Rebecca McNutt
- There are some things in the past that-¦ that just aren’t meant to be viewed. – Rebecca McNutt
- Just because something isn’t good doesn’t mean it’s bad. – Rebecca McNutt
- Super 8 film is the language of silence. – Rebecca McNutt
- I never said I was sad, I’m just pessimistic,- said Alecto. -œExpect the worst, that way you’ll never be disappointed, Mandy Valems. – Rebecca McNutt
- I never said I was sad, I’m just pessimistic,- said Alecto. -œExpect the worst, that way you’ll never be disappointed, Mandy Valems. – Rebecca McNutt
- We get along like a house on fire these days. – Rebecca McNutt
- There’s a good reason for everything, ain’t there? – Rebecca McNutt
- There’s a good reason for everything, ain’t there? – Rebecca McNutt
- The hardest part of being a Canadian kid is having to color in Nunavut with a crayon in school, hell on earth. – Rebecca McNutt
- Smile for the camera, pretty little Sydney Tar Ponds. – Rebecca McNutt
- Dreams are just lies that we tell ourselves while we’re asleep. – Rebecca McNutt
- One of the many downsides to being a drug addict is never really knowing if the stuff is real. – Rebecca McNutt
- Her laughter sounded like April showers, like whispered secrets, like glass wind-chimes. – Rebecca McNutt