Quotes About Remembrance

Like I say, this house is far too big for me anyway, and maybe it'll do my head good to get away from the memories of your Ma. Sometimes I still think that she's upstairs, in bed, and I have to go up just to make sure that she's not.' He paused, and then he said, almost inaudibly, 'She never is.

You are what you leave behind.

Nothing is lost. Nothing is forgotten. It was in the blood, the flesh. And now, it is forever.

Every life holds an epic tale, even if no one alive remembers it.

two graves with no grass grown over them yet

Dante's step into Hell will never be forgotten by Hell.

The stars are dead, but their memories fill the sky

You can take it with you because objects don't just disappear like some people do, intent to remind and to continue breaking, like china cups fragile hearts

Si todos aceptan lavar las ofensas fácilmente, no hay honor. Ciertas cicatrices, es mejor conservarlas. Es como el olvido. Cada muerte injusta que uno olvida, cava la fosa de su propia muerte.

As long as you remember the person who loved you, and whom you still love, then you're making love endure.

dime ¿dónde está el cementerio de aquello que vivimos? ¿Dónde están las caricias de mi madre, los abrazos de mi padre, los besos de mi abuela, las palabras de mi hermano? Gainisg, no pueden simplemente desaparecer. No puede morirse toda la vida al morir. Algo debe quedar en esa bruma impenetrable que es la muerte. Así sean migajas de todo aquello que alguna vez existió.

History is no longer as it was for the Greeks, an anamnesis, a remembrance. It is rather a thrust into the future.

Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.

You do not honour them by living as if you, too, have died

We will leave a name.

Le passé reste avec nous jusqu'à notre mort", avait écrit Protonias longtemps auparavant, "et nous devenons ensuite le souvenir d'autres personnes, jusqu'à ce qu'elles meurent à leur tour.

Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get, The damp small pulps with a little or with no hair, The singers and workers that never handled the air. You will never neglect or beat Them, or silence or buy with a sweet. You will never wind up the sucking-thumb Or scuttle off ghosts that come.

It is not necessary, says Yvonne, to have every day with him whom to the end thereof you will love. Because it is tasty to remember he is alive, and laughs in somebody else's room. or is slicing a cucumber, or is buttoning his cuffs, or is signing with his pen and will plan to touch you again.

Remember to wear your identity discs at all times. We had two prangs last week – couple of fellers burned beyond recognition and neither of 'em was wearing his discs. We didn't know who they were.

1916…. The Somme Battle. Twenty-three names read out one Sunday evening.

In times of grief and sorrow. "When someone you love dies. You will heal and you will be whole again but you will never be the same. Their love never truly leaves you. It live's inside you.

I suppose I could understand, that it's sad to forget. But it is a lonely thing, to be forgotten.

If there comes a day when we're not together always remember. I'll always be with you.

If there comes a day when we're not together. Always remember. I'll always be with you.