When I was younger, I loved graveyards. They weren't spooky so much as mysterious. Each tombstone another story to uncover. Another life to learn about. Now that I'm older - I won't say how old - I hate graveyards. The only life - or rather death - I see in the tombstones is my own.
Pseudonymous Bosch (2012). “If You're Reading This, It's Too Late: The Secret Series”, p.158, Usborne Publishing Ltd
