“I dig art. With a shovel. In the cemetery.”

“I’m a miner, and I’m always dirty, because I’m constantly digging. Am I shoveling for gold? Hardly. I’m unearthing this hearty land searching for the next great American novel. If I dig deep enough, I’m sure to find it.”

“I just started working the graveyard shift at the cemetery. Come to think of it, every shift at the cemetery is the graveyard shift.”

“The atmosphere is always very grave when I walk into a cemetery.”

“Your fork is my shovel. I eat real estate and I drink coffee.”

“I visited my old haunt, but somehow without all my old friends there with me, the cemetery just wasn’t the same.”

“Even though I buried our love in a coffin, it isn’t dead. No, our love is very much alive. Or at least it was yesterday, when I went to visit the cemetery.”