Quotes About Memory

We can't be together. But we will never be apart for no matter what life bring us you are always in my heart.

You can not easily drop a person out of your mind. Especially when that person left a special mark on your heart.

When I miss you, I don't have to go far...I just have to look inside my heart because that's where I'll find you.

A true friend can see the words in your heart and tell the story of your life when your memory is gone.

A girl, no matter how many times she denies it, she will always remember every detail, every moment, every piece of the memories you've left her. No matter how much she tries to forget, it will always be there.

Being a good person is like a being a goal keeper. No matter how many goals we save, People will remember only the one that you missed.

The only thing worse than having a song stuck in your head is not knowing the name of the damn song!

Being annoyed with someone then forgetting why...

Blessed are the forgetful; for they get the better even of their blunders

Those who in living fill the smallest space, In death have often left the greatest void.

Death has been here and where death has been no light shall ever be .

Each heart has its graveyard, each household its dead, And knells ring around us wherever we tread, And the feet that awhile made our pathway so bright Pass on to a land that is out of our sight.

The dead have a presence.

I'll never forget my grandmother's last words. She said 'What are you doing?'

Kira: "Why did Sei choose death? Was it simply to end his pain? Or...No matter what shape he was in or how crazy it was...maybe he wanted to live on forever in Rei.

We should all live as if we were never going to die, for it is the deaths of our friends that hurt us, not our own.

And will he not come again? And will he not come again? No, no, he is dead. Go to thy deathbed. He never will come again.

The monument of death will outlast the memory of the dead. The Pyramids do not tell the tale which was confided to them; the living fact commemorates itself.

Remember thee? Ay, thou poor ghost, while memory holds a seatin this distracted globe. Remember thee?

More are men's ends marked than their lives before.The setting sun, the music at the close, As the last taste of sweets, is sweetest last, Writ in remembrance more than things long past.

Not how he died, not what he died of, even less why he died, are of concern, to me, only the fact that he did die, he is dead, is important: the loss to me, to us

I remembered screaming then, screaming until my voice stopped.

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away...

Two turtle doves will show theeWhere my cold ashes lieAnd sadly murmuring tell theeHow in tears I did die