Quotes About Remembrance

Sorrow for sin is indeed necessary, but it should not be an endless preoccupation. You must dwell also on the glad remembrance of God's loving-kindness; otherwise, sadness will harden the heart and lead it more deeply into despair.

Do not feel sorry for me if I am gone.

I do my best to make every word from my pen a cry from the heart for the souls of the dead.

We're a special family and it's just that Dad's life was taken away from us far too early. Everywhere you go around the world he had an effect on people - in the Caribbean, Australia, South Africa or England. I've never heard a bad word said about him.

Probably half the cases of Civil War dead were not identified. And so there was no way to let loved ones know, and there were no regularized processes in either Northern or Southern Army for notifying next of kin.

When I saw your strand of hair I knew that grief is love turned into an eternal missing.

Grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels....

No tears come, only memories. Memories and regrets.

She died without us by her side, and now, we are left with the scars. In time, they will fade, but their haunting memory will remain.

You can never replace someone you love like that. Eventually the memories won't be so hard on you. With time, the memories will make you smile and you will be grateful for having them.

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true death, " - John Carstairs

She was also a memory, the worst kind of memory--the kind that pulled you to your knees at just the sound of her name.

...I want to live doubly - first with you and then afterwards in memory ...

If I shut everything else out and filled the room with memories, the past could become the present, and I could live there, with him. I would never leave.

My daddy has a chain five miles long, on each link a heart for a lover he has lost.

Good memories are meant to stay in our hearts forever... -Geena L. Davis

....because people die but their memories not.

Remembrance is a strange thing. With love its pain is bearable. With bitterness it simply destroys.

Dedicandote estos versos, una pulsera vieja, con tu nombre al reverso.I dedicate these verses, an old bracelet with your name on the back.

What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died? That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach. And the Beatles. And me.

Hearts melt when the Beloved of Allah is mentioned.

I told myself a thousand times every single day I needed to forget you. I forgot to forget, and I forgot what I told myself" From "The Jasmine Tree: Love in the time of revolutions

Your memory straddles my mind.

Keep yourself as busy as you can. Try and forget. But even with 7 billion other distractions... you don't forget me.