Quotes About Remembrance

Photographs provided a tangible reality to men who were far from home, fearful and tired; they were posed proofs of success, souvenirs to send to sweethearts and loved ones, or simply ways of remembering, of grasping a moment in a swiftly changing and uncertain world. His

Without memory how will you ever find your way back to where you came from?

In the months of her slow death, she'd made little notes in a book, jotted down memories of her early life, as if gathering fallen leaves to her chest, to stop them from being scattered and lost by the coming winds.

When I think of Tomodachi, I think of your mother. Your mother, she too lose her baby. She lose you. That very sad thing for her. Maybe she come looking, and she not find you. You not there when she come. She think you dead for ever. But she see you in her mind. Now as I speak maybe she see you in her mind. You always there. I know. I have son too. I have Michiya. He always in my head. Like Kimi. They dead for sure, but they in my head. They in my head forever.

Wars become history all too soon and are forgotten all too soon as well, before the lessons can be learned.

He believed that we live on only as long as our story is told. I believe that too.

Fathers die.You keep on loving them in any way you can.You can't hide him away in your heart.

Slavery was our nation's original sin.

I buried Joel on our 48th anniversary. I had been with her since I was 16.

And my little sister died when she was 16.

That's how it is in heaven. It's just love, and no one forgets who they love.

He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.

Usually time alters and affects everything, but when someone you love dies time cannot change that, no amount of time will ever change that, so time stops having any meaning.

It was inevitable, of course, but somehow it didn't seem right to Alex that they would never remember the sound of Carly's laughter, or know how deeply she'd once loved them.

How loved, how honored once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot A heap of dust alone remains of thee 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be!

Love lives on, and hath a power to bless when they who loved are hidden in the grave.

We all miss you so much. It just never ends. It feels like we were all wounded in your battle, Caroline. I miss you. I love you.

Sometimes love makes you selfish. Sometimes it makes you stupid. Sometimes it reminds you why you love your gun.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away.

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

Remembrance is a necessary expression of love, internally.

Roy, you left the girls and I surrounded by love. Our families and friends have been amazing. We love you and we miss you so much.

Grief and tragedy and hatred are only for a time. Goodness, remembrance and love have no end, and the Lord of life holds all who die and all who mourn.

How easily this unthinking family love was forgotten.