Quotes About Remembrance

Money is great, but history is something that you can never get rid of and act like it didn't happen.

You don't just let a guy drop off the earth and not come together with everybody who knew him and loved him and respected him. You try to do it the right way.

Though I may not have left a huge mark, I did create some ripples. People would recollect there was an actor called Arbaaz Khan.

Whatever I did on 'Saturday Night Live' is going to stay and remain on 'Saturday Night Live.'

Teach her story to future generations, and at least the moral debt owed to Jean McConville can be repaid. Jean McConville. Jean McConville. Jean McConville.

We owned a bearded collie for many years. Sophie. She was old, and she died last year.

I used to have a dog, and I was very close to my dog, and he passed away, so when I need to bring out a moment where I'm crying, I bring out that moment. His name was Rinkles. All of the boys in my family's names are spelled with an 'R,' and he was a boy, so he was Rinkles with an 'R,' not a 'W.'

The CD is dedicated to our dog Nell, who passed away last year.

The best way to honor someone who has passed is to live.

I have my name Cory on my left arm, and I have my mom's name on my right with a cross. She passed away while I was still in high school, so I got that on my right arm.

My mother, she passed away when I was 28 years old. She fought cancer for more than 10 years. She had breast cancer, and I miss her.

My daughter passed away in 2003.

Whenever someone great passes, all of us have a loss.

The passing of my accountant, Mary Coleman, who was the first person I shouted out on 'In Memory of...' was particularly devastating for me. She was beyond my accountant. She was my mother away from home.

The only difficulty with this, is that nothing can be completely forgotten. Every single thing that happens to us makes its mark on our minds and, even if we consciously cannot recall it, it will still influence us to some—possibly minor or possibly major—extent.

In Berlin, it seems, in the end everything becomes either art and/or memorial

At some point, for all eternity, there will be no more unmerited suffering: this present darkness, "the age of evil", will eventually be remembered as a brief flicker at the beginning of human history. Every evil done by the wicked to the innocent will have been avenged, and every tear will have been wiped away

If you are able, save for them a place inside of you and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go. "Be not ashamed to say you loved them, though you may or may not have always. Take what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own. "And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind." This

Per combattere realmente il silenzio della tua morte, devo raccontare la tua storia, non la mia

Albert Fine murió en 1987

Writing the forenames and family names of the victims down, with no other detail of age, or place, would fill twenty books. To begin to study the individual deaths would consume a hundred lifetimes. Which is why one of our deepest instincts can be simply to record names – individual lives, equally specific, equally valuable – never emphasizing one for fear of disrespecting another: listing them, as it were on a single stone wall – and steering away from blame or analysis.

1917 (or possibly 1918) poem, 'Greater Love': 'Red lips are not so red/ As the stained stones kissed by the English dead

Home is so sad. It stays as it was left, Shaped to the comfort of the last to go As if to win them back. Instead, bereft Of anyone to please, it withers so, Having no heart to put aside the theft And turn again to what it started as, A joyous shot at how things ought to be, Long fallen wide. You can see how it was: Look at the pictures and the cutlery. The music in the piano stool. That vase.

Ring out your bells! Let mourning shows be spread!For Love is dead.