Quotes About Remembrance

It's always hard to lose somebody. It leaves a hole in you heart that never grows back.

If you want to stop someone from remembering something, the key is to use distraction.

How I wish I could leave or forget all my dead.

they say if you smile when you think of people who are gone, you loved them.

Why are you so angry? I've come back for you and this is how you greet me? (Morgan) You've come back for me? Oh, how delightful. Shall I put on my best gown or should I just fall down on my knees in gratitude that you finally remembered I exist? (Serenity)

The queen of the sky told him that in death there is no satisfaction. Only pain will find you. So he asked her when the pain would lessen. The queen told him never. The pain is what shows us how much we loved them. If you truly love someone, then the pain of their loss will always be in your heart. (Nora)

No one is truly lost when they remain in the hearts and minds of those wwho love them

I can't imagine ever not missing you.

Fear dismembers and disfigures our perspective of God, making Him seem a powerless pawn controlled by our circumstances. But when we re-member the Lord and re-count His works, we begin to re-form our vision of His greatness in our hearts.

You will always miss her. There will be days - even years from now - when the missing will be so sharp it will take your breath away. But there will be good days, too, months and years of them. In one way or another you'll be searching for her all your life.

To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost.

what shall we drink to?" "How about family?" Stacy said, showing up just in time to pour a fourth shot. "To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost." and she clicked glasses with mom

Lately, though, I find myself thinking about the war and my past, about the people I lost. Lost. It makes it sound as if I misplaced my loved ones; perhaps I left them where they don't belong and turned away, too confused to retrace my steps. They are not lost. Nor are they in a better place. They are gone. As I approach the end of my years, I know that grief, like regret, settles into our DNA and remains forever a part of us.

The lights are going out all over Europe; We shall not see them lit again in our lifetime. —SIR EDWARD GREY, ON WORLD WAR I

He leans close and kisses each of my cheeks, whispering, "I loved her all of my life," as he draws back.

As a scar commemorates what happened, so is memory but itself a scar.

When Abraham Lincoln was shoveled into the tombs, he forgot the copperheads and the assassin… in the dust, in the cool tombs.

think of how many millions of details our eyes see every moment that do not stay in our memory-but one which contains worlds. Boundless worlds. They are those worlds that the young Marcel rediscovers, bewildered, every morning, in the first pages of Remembrances of Things Past, in the vertigo of the moment when consciousness emerges like a bubble from unfathomable depths.

I touch your absence here Remembering the speeches of your hair.

Memory is the most potent truth. Show me history untouched by memories and you show me lies.

Lucretia was buried next to James in a simple Quaker grave in Fair Hill cemetery. Thousands of people attended her internment. As her granddaughter remembered, everyone was quiet. Someone asked, 'Will no one say anything?' Another replied, 'Who can speak? The preacher is dead.

If I forget the bad, I have to forget the good, too. The memories are all I have now of my family. And I don't want to lose them.

trench graves

She supposed that there were some things, some lost things, some things that could never be recovered, that would always be regretted; mourned; grieved over.