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I'm always relieved when someone is delivering a eulogy and I realize I'm listening to it.
I'm used to being in front of camera and knowing what to think. But if you're asking me to be me, I get very self-conscious. My job isn't to be me. Being an actor, people think you can do a eulogy at a funeral, a speech at a wedding. I find all that very nerve-racking.
A radio show recently did a beautiful eulogy of me.
Some people hate funerals. I find them comforting. They hit the pause button on life and remind us that it has an end. Every eulogy reminds me to deepen my dash, that place on the tombstone between our birth and our death.
Eulogy is nice, but one does not learn anything from it.
One way to evaluate your own reputation is to think about what would be said of you at your eulogy.
No eulogy is due to him who simply does his duty and nothing more.
As I stood and gave the eulogy for young Michael Brown last week, I kept thinking about the fact that this child should have been in college instead of laying in a coffin.
Eulogy. Praise of a person who has either the advantages of wealth and power, or the consideration to be dead.
Shakespeare has been praised in English more than anything mortal except poetry itself. Fame exhausts thought in his eulogy.
