Quotes About Remembrance

How many other are there? I thought. People, things, seen and then forgotten, leaving nothing behind them, not even the knowledge that they're missing.

The undead did not love, but they remembered love with a savage loyalty.

love is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.

If thou remeber'st not the slightest folly that ever love did make thee run into, thou hast not lov'd

The dead leave us starving with mouths full of love." from "Memoriam

How much of love lies buried in dusty graves!

Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground.

Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume.

How vast a memory has Love!

Sometimes you cry, Susie, even when someone you love has been gone a long time.

I am so saddened by the loss of our dear friend, Bonnie Franklin. She was just full of light and love. Bonnie will be very much missed by all the people she touched with her love.

In love longing I listen to the monk's bell. I will never forget you even for an interval short as those between the bell notes.

It's cruel that I got to spend so much time with James and Lily, and you so little. But know this; the ones that love us never really leave us. And you can always find them in here

Memory is a slippery thing. When something terrible happens to you, like the loss of someone you love...memory can turn into a soft blanket that hides you from the loss.

Miracles are to come. With you I leave a remembrance of miracles: they are by somebody who can love and who shall be continually reborn, a human being.

Remember,even if we can't see them, those we love are always with us.

The secret, which is not so secret after all, is that the people who we love live on in our hearts, in the beat of our blood.

I've learned... That I wish I could have told my Mom that I love her one more time before she passed away.

...that heaven might be no further afield than the hearts of those people who remember us with love.

more never came home from the other trenches,' said

Seeing him with Mom in his eyes and no sadness there at all. Maybe that was why everybody liked nostalgia. It was the past with only the good parts left in.

Civilizations rose and fell; what caused them to be remembered was not their contribution to knowledge or culture, not even the size of their empires, but rather how much force they exerted upon the landscape. This was what survived them. A hundred billion lives had passed without leaving a mark since the Egyptians had raised their pyramids, changing the world not figuratively but literally.

We lost a hell of a lot more than just people when we abandoned them to the dead.

We can't just mourn the deaths, we also have to celebrate the lives. We need Anne Frank's diary, but we also need her smile on the cover.