Quotes About Remembrance

The statues of Lenin and Stalin are down, but the fight against their ghosts seems harder.

Confederate statues belong in a historical museum, not in a place of honor.

In the summer of 2007, I was in New York for some meetings and... I rented a car and just drove to Staten Island to take a glance and remind myself about it. I ended up staying a couple of days there in a hotel and I've been all over the island several times since.

I've always been steady on and off keeping diaries and journals. I try to document everything so I can remember it the older I get.

When all of us are forgotten, people will still be remembering Stephen King.

I will never forget standing with fellow members of Congress on the steps of the Capitol to sing 'God Bless America' on the night of 9/11.

Memory is the treasure house of the mind wherein the monuments thereof are kept and preserved.

Can storied urn, or animated bustBack to its mansion call the fleeting breath?Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust,Or flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death?

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,Or busy housewife ply her evening care.

Mindful of th' unhonor'd dead.

Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.

And ye, who have met with Adversity's blast, And been bow'd to the earth by its fury; To whom the Twelve Months, that have recently pass'd Were as harsh as a prejudiced jury - Still, fill to the Future! and join in our chime, The regrets of remembrance to cozen, And having obtained a New Trial of Time, Shout in hopes of a kindlier dozen.

Like a faint haze it floats around us. We keep company with ghosts. Their graves are marked in our minds, and they will never be disinterred from the cemeteries of our remembrance.

What we call mourning for our dead is perhaps not so much grief at not being able to call them back as it is grief at not being able to want to do so.

Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade,Where cold and unhonor'd his relics are laid.

And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls,Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.

All that we know about those we have loved and lost is that they would wish us to remember them with a more intensified realization of their reality. What is essential does not die but clarifies. The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.

The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.

For the whole earth is the tomb of famous men; not only are they commemorated by columns and inscriptions in their own country, but in foreign lands there dwells also an unwritten memorial of them, graven not on stone but in the hearts of men. Make them your examples, and, esteeming courage to be freedom and freedom to be happiness, do not weigh too nicely the perils of war." [Funeral Oration of Pericles]

Desperately wanting to communicate with someone who no longer exists is essentially a lesson in gravity. No matter how hard you try to overcome it, it will always pull you down.

Sure I do a lot of jokes about Anne Frank. But when you do those jokes, it makes people remember what happened to her. That process of bringing her story back doesn't have to be a serious one. What I say is all nonsense, but it helps to keep her memory alive.

The Holocaust is - there's nothing comparable to it.

Of all the novels I've written, my favorite is 'Mick Harte Was Here'.

The obligation to remember is inscribed on every Holocaust memorial, but even the words 'Never Forget' become irksome eventually.