Quotes About Memories

Whenever you want to see me, always look at the sunset; I will be there.

Heaven deprives me of a wife who never caused me any other grief than that of her death.

The party don't stop, til the casket drop.

Nothing on earth can make up for the loss of one who has loved you.

... but one loves, and when one is on the brink of death, one turns around to look backward, and one says to oneself: "I have often suffered, I have sometimes been wrong, but I have loved.

It's not what you take when you leave this world behind you. It's what you leave behind you when you go.

Grief is love turned into an eternal missing

It's what you do, unthinking, that makes the quick tear start; the tear may be forgotten.... but the hurt stays in the heart.

There is a wealth of unexpressed love in the world. It is one of the chief causes of sorrow evoked by death: what might have been said or might have been done that never can be said or done.

Death is not goodbye.

Death, death. Now I won't be able to write my beautiful memoirs.

In any man who dies there dies with him his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them.

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

Farewell is said by the living, in life, every day. It is said with love and friendship, with the affirmation that the memories are lasting if the flesh is not.

The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel like it did when she was with us that we realized how utterly gone she was.

There's one thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die - their silence.

Old gardeners never die. They just spade away and then throw in the trowel.

My brother was a great favorite with everybody, and his death cast a gloom upon the whole neighborhood.

Here is one of the worst things about having someone you love die: It happens again every single morning.

It was very hard for all of us. It's still very hard. The anniversary of his death just passed, and every single one of his friends, still, after all these years... it's unbelievable.

To my ninth decade I have totter'd on, And no soft arm bends now my steps to steady; She, who once led me where she would, is gone, So when he calls me, Death shall find me ready.

A parting is sadder than a death, Ma always said, for two people are dead to one another and yet go on living.

every death diminishes us, but those that leave differences unresolved and things unsaid are the most painful of all.

My husband wanted to be cremated. I told him I'd scatter his ashes at Neiman Marcus - that way, I'd visit him every day.