“Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it.”

“[Robinson Crusoe] is the true prototype of the British colonist, as Friday (the trusty slave who arrives on an unlucky day) is the symbol of the subject races. The whole Anglo-Saxon spirit is in Crusoe: the manly independence; the unconscious cruelty; the persistence; the slow yet efficient intelligence; the sexual apathy; the practical, well-balanced religiousness; the calculating taciturnity.”

“WorkChoices is dead, it's buried, it's cremated.”

“Nietzsche … combines, in effect, Christ’s harsh sayings: ‘let the dead bury their dead’ and ‘narrow is the way which leadeth unto life’.”

“Something had been buried that was not yet dead.”

“Knowledge is a polite word for dead but not buried imagination.”

“My lands are where my dead lie buried.”

“And also… well… i told them I want to get an apartment with him next year rather than live in the dorms."
What'd they say?"
Over their dead bodies."
What did you say?"
I asked whether they wanted to be burie or cremated.”

“There are bodies buried everywhere you just have to know where to look.”

“It was an epoch in my life, it is an epoch in every child's life, the first reading of Robinson Crusoe.”