Quotes About Memory

I wish R.I.P meant Return If Possible...

But we do not need to recount every sermon and eulogy. After all, you were there.

All the people we loved, who have died, are still alive in the past. The only thing that really separates us is time. It's a matter of perspective. That's what separates optimism and pessimism.

To know how glorious you are, it is only after your death.

To hear how much of a great human being you were — even if you really weren't — open your ears at your funeral.

We do not last, she thinks. In the end, only the stories survive.

The only thing scarier than death is the disappearance from youth.

When he whispered my name, that's when I knew- this was how death felt.

Sluka shook her head. "We're talking about them in the past tense, and we never even discussed them in the present. It's like their only reason for existing was so they could die.

You will take his life but you can't take his memory out of us.

Another remarkable thing about the dead is that they are all ages, preserved at every age you ever knew them, and at no age at all.

I was dead, and I hadn't even been able to attend my own funeral.

For what blessing may a man hope for butAn immortality inThe loving vigilance of death.

Once I could imagine my soulI could imagine my death.When I imagined my deathmy soul died. ThisI remember clearly.My body persisted.Not thrived, but persisted.Why I do not know.

It was good that she remembered him, though it was exhausting to do so.No rest for the weary. Or the dying. Or the dead.

it is sad to fill a grave with a person full of potential yet completely emptied of anymore possibility to try it once again.

You never know, until it happens, what you will owe the dead.

None of the dead come back. But some stay.

Graveyards exist because death exists? No! Graveyards exist because we want to know precisely the place of our dead!

Life is like a dream, when you wake up, you only have memories.

One day I shall leave the world, And if you feel like remembering me-Search me not in my ashes, In my words, you can rummage me!

They say the brain never ages it's a shame it can't teach the body that trick.

Mourn for the living, the dead have got their camphor gardens.

Death lasts only a moment, but we think about it every moment. (La mort ne dure qu'un instant, - Mais on y pense chaque instant)