Quotes About Memento

Ao verme que primeiro roeu as frias carnes do meu cadáver dedico como saudosa lembrança estas memórias póstumas

Fear is the touch of death, death reminding us of its existence.

Swann made a hobby of collecting scraps of 'real life')

Do not act as if you were going to live ten thousand years. Death hangs over you. While you live, while it is in your power, be good.

Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now, take what's left and live it properly. What doesn't transmit light creates its own darkness.

It's often the material things that provide the essence of memory.

Remember friends as you pass by, As you are now so once was I. As low as I you once must be, Prepare yourself and follow me.

they had completely forgotten to buy a postcard for Nutsawoo.

Massimo Pigliucci

Know this: if we meet again, I may not remember you." He pulled the thick sheaf of mismatched pages from under his shirt, extracted the topmost sheet and pressed it into her hand. "And if I do not, then give me this. It will remind me of the girl who shed a tear for the lost king. Go now. Get to the leygate.

No thought is born in me that does not bear the image of death.

Your life is a creation that dies when you die. Release

He also got hold of Nelson's breeches and stockings and kept them for the rest of his life.

Think of me as you pass by, As you are now, so once was I. As I am now, some day you'll be, So now prepare to follow me. Someone,

Death tugs at my ear and says: "Live, I am coming."

Who upholds that the good is oft interred with our bones. 'Tisn't true though it is Shakspeare who says it; if you leave your family or your pet hospital a good many thousands, you will get the cardinal virtues, and a trifle more, in letters of gold on your tomb; though if you have lived up to your income, or forgotten to insure, any penny-alining La Monnoye will do to scribble your epitaph, and break off with "C'est trop mentir pour cinq écus!

I think I would like that, knowing it had wound up in that room. Up on one of the shelves above my bed, for example, along with my old dolls and the ballerina costume I had when I was seven--one last thing to remember me by.