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Rest in Pieces


Earlier this week, I received a copy of Bess Lovejoy’s new book, Rest in Pieces: The Curious Fates of Famous Corpses. Bess is one of the contributing writer on one of my favorite blogs, The Order of the Good Death. Check out their mission statement to get a little more comfortable with your Momenti Mori!

Rest in Pieces tells the stories of famous folks’ posthumous adventures, like the worship of Rasputin’s penis, Marquis de Sade’s skull being dug up and pocketed by an aspiring phrenologist, the preservation (and travels) of Einstein’s brain, Timothy Leary’s space mission, and the attempted theft of Lincoln’s corpse. It’s fascinating and morbidly funny.


I’m enjoying Rest in Pieces so much that the publisher is sending me a second copy to give away to one of our readers! To enter to win, just leave a comment below telling us what your epitaph will say! I’ll pick a winner at random on Saturday, March 23.

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  1. “No Dreams Breed in Breathless Sleep”
    I was always really fond of that song by Dissection, really beautiful, and reflects my ideas of the beyond more or less.

  2. The first time I died, I walked my ways;
    I followed the file of limping days.

    I held me tall, with my head flung up,
    But I dared not look on the new moon’s cup.

    I dared not look on the sweet young rain,
    And between my ribs was a gleaming pain.

    The next time I died, they laid me deep.
    They spoke worn words to hallow my sleep.

    They tossed me petals, they wreathed me fern,
    They weighted me down with a marble urn.

    And I lie here warm, and I lie here dry,
    And watch the worms slip by, slip by.

    Dorothy Parker

  3. I haave known this would be it since I was 15 “All fled – all done, so lift me on the pyre; The feast is over, and the lamps expire.”

  4. Nothing, science will make me immortal.

    Plus this book will go excellently next to Stiff (Mary Roach) and Cemetery Stories (Katherine Ramsland)!

  5. “If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.”
    ? Haruki Murakami

  6. I’m planning on having my body kicked off in a biodegradable casket, so hopefully my headstone will actually be a plaque at the venue I managed in college: “Tip your barstaff. Don’t listen to shitty music.”

  7. “Bereaved friends have laid her here
    They mourn her loss and shed a tear
    There in the grave she must lay
    Until the resurrection day.”

  8. Hmm. . . maybe my favourite quote-
    ‘Better to Reign in Hell Then Serve in Heaven’ –John Milton, Paradise Lost
    or maybe just ‘SOS’

  9. Probably something Vonnegut related…

    So it goes…


    Everything was beautiful and nothing hurt.

  10. BRANDY, n.A cordial composed of one part thunder-and-lighting, one part remorse, two parts bloody murder, one part death-hell-and-the-grave, and four parts clarified Satan. Dose, a headful all the time. Brandy is said by Dr. Johnson to be the drink of hereos. Only a hero will venture to drink it.
    Ambrose Bierce
    The Devil’s Dictionary

  11. I’d like my remains made into a diamond or other gemstone-ish thing(do they still do that?) and attached to a chain with a charm which reads, “Senusality Transcends.” It is my mantra.

  12. Monday’s child is fair of face,
    Tuesday’s child is full of grace,
    Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
    Thursday’s child has far to go.
    Friday’s child is loving and giving,
    Saturday’s child works hard for a living,
    But the child born on the Sabbath Day,
    Is fair and wise and good and gay.

  13. > MORS CERTA, HORA INCERTA (death is certain, but the hour is uncertain)
    > be as alife as you can be during the time you are given.
    > you’ll be dead and absent enough when burried down here.

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