Quotes About Remembrance

I don't mind if my skull ends up on a shelf as long as it's got my name on it.

That's what life is all about: remembering someone and smiling!

And it never failed that during the dry years the people forgot about the rich years, and during the wet years they lost all memory of the dry years. It was always that way.

Human nature is so constituted that insults sink deeper than kindnesses; the remembrance of the latter soon passes away, while that of the former is treasured in the memory.

After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.

She left, never to return. I planted a tree and a seed each time I thought of her. I grew a small forest and a large garden and had no one to give the orchids to.

Me, personally. I do not know a soul who perished that day of 9/11. But it did then, does now, and I imagine it always will bring out the Patriot in me.

Spare the rod and spoil the Memorial Day rotisserie.

Tears for the mourners who are left behind Peace everlasting for the quiet dead.

Soldiers' graves are the greatest preachers of peace.

Her tiny and organized handwriting reminded me of the tidiness of her desk, as if she'd wanted to find in words the peace and safety that life hadn't wanted to grant her.

Not everyone who died had left a "memory" and not everyone who had left a memory had left a "blessed" one. Therefore, not all have died should be tagged "...of a blessed memory

I have forgotten my umbrella.

Where does a thought go when it's forgotten?

Swiftly the remembrance of all things is buried in the gulf of eternity.

Oh my dear! I think about you always and miss you forever.

People in your life leave you a rhyme, On leaving they leave a new footprint in the Sands of Time.

The sorrow we feel when we lose a loved one is the price we pay to have had them in our lives.

When someone close to you dies, the memories and recollections of them are painful.

Fame is like drifting clouds, transient and ephemeral. Memory is forever.

We may not remember life, but we never forget touches of love.

Leaving a good mark

Your life on earth will be graded by the effect of the footprints you leave behind

At the end, nothing will remain except the poetry of your love.