Quotes About Remembrance

I rep Peep, I have him in the middle of my face. It's not a replica tat, it's not something he had, it's my own thing.

You do remember things that people say in movies. You remember particular lines and things that are funny. But, you also remember really strong images. Images have a way of bypassing your brain and hitting you emotionally.

I feel like I gave my son to this country in an illegal and immoral war, and I'll never get him back.

It's not lost on me that everyone dies, but some people have a kind of immortality about them, and you can't imagine that they will ever be gone.

I'm incredibly sad that my mother's not here to see my kids and that my kids don't get to know her. And she didn't meet my husband. That's one of the hardest things. I don't even know how to put that into words.

I don't think about my legacy, if indeed, I have one.

The whole Indian thing, I always say it's really the American holocaust. It's something we need to look at.

La mort des parents ne devient définitive que le jour où leur enfants ne sont plus là pour les évoquer. Alors la mémoire de ce qu'ils étaient vraiment s'abolit. Ils survivront, brumeux, dans les souvenirs de leurs petits-enfants, qui ne les auront connus que vieux

They tell me the letters I write to you and leave here at this memorial are waking others up to the fact that there is still much pain left, after all these years, from the Vietnam War. But this I know. I would rather to have had you for 21 years, and all the pain that goes with losing you, than never to have had you at all.

Roland was one of the lucky hedonists to survive El Diablo which swooped in to kill so many of them So many deaths ruined any sense of nostalgia, sadly, remembering the past also meant Remembering the Dead

A remembrance can mean nothing to the one remembered; it can only remind the ones left behind how little they did while you were still alive.

We forget about the people we love sometimes.

The human race tends to remember the abuses to which it has been subjected rather than the endearments. What's left of kisses? Wounds, however, leave scars.

My dog Ginger passed away

Maybe...in a way, this coffee reminds me of something. Maybe...maybe only a philosopher or a mad man would make this connection, but it's a little like life. I mean it's powerful going down and that doesn't even take into account the aftertaste, which really takes getting used to.

I know that's what people say-- you'll get over it. I'd say it, too. But I know it's not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won't forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the man reminds you of him.

Memorial stones that we put before God—in the form of prayer and generosity—remind Him of our condition, our need, and our obedience.

Of the 9,600,000 Jews who lived in Nazi-dominated Europe, 60 percent are authoritatively estimated to have perished. Five million seven hundred thousand Jews are missing from the countries in which they formerly lived, and over 4,500,000 cannot be accounted for by the normal death rate nor by immigration; nor are they included among displaced persons.

Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

I'll be seeing you In every lovely summer's day In everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you

We know there isn't anything we can say or do that will bring their loved one back. What we can do is support them and honor their sacrifice by doing everything we can, every day, to make our communities stronger and our nation better so that we may be a people worthy of their sacrifices.

The scenes on this field would have cured anybody of war.

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal - every other affliction to forget: but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open - this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.

The legacy of the Armenian Genocide is woven into the fabric of America.