I am a casual collector of potential epitaphs. In the early days of my blog I posted each of the candidates separately. I’ve had a request to compile them, so here they all are.
This one happened by me during an email exchange at work. The original comment referred to a scientific paper. Way too good to waste there:
Not without a few errors, but provocative nonetheless.
I can see having this on my headstone (Except that I won’t have a headstone.):
Wait! I’m not done yet!
On my optimistic days, this is the epitaph I favor:
The adventure continues…
For the last word in petty revenge:
Not even the dog will miss him.
Yup, sounds familiar:
Lived at the corner of Skepticism and Rebellion.
Death comes to all of us and yet:
They told me to expect the unexpected but here I am.
No more fooling around:
Next time I come back as a cat.
This offhand comment from a biologist deserves immortality:
She wondered about genetic drift.
Or maybe the reverse is more meaningful:
He never wondered about genetic drift.
I know, right?:
Damn, just when I was getting the hang of it.
Although debate with the universe is not recommended:
You know who you are:
Death. The last word in writer’s block.
A final disclaimer:
It wasn’t always like this for me.
Disgruntled past the end:
Was that all there was?
An epitaph for my cat Boink:
Peace, love, and asparagus.
Strolling down the lane with the Buddha:
Once a life, always alive.
Epitaph for a joke-teller:
Three worms walk into a bar…
Ouch. Description of a graveyard with headstones from William Faulkner’s only mystery novel, Intruder in the Dust:
…carved mottoless with simple names and dates as though there had been nothing even their mourners remembered of them than that they had lived and they had died…