Quotes About Remembrance

All men die, Genghis. All. Think what it means for a moment. None of us are remembered for more than one or two generations.

I thought a man could throw his best years against enemies and then die, feared and loved both. I still think that. But when I am gone, the cities will rebuild and they will not remember me.

Dad, wherever you are, you are gone but you will never be forgotten.

In the north, we remember, our grief had reasons: confinement and cold, the pipes frozen, new snow so deep you wake, look out, and sink back into the week-long loneliness.

Then, whenever I feel the sun on my face, I will think of you, " I told him. "You will always be with me, Bill. Because of all I have felt for you, and all I have learned from you.

Roses die, candles go out, tears dry. The memory of the page outlasts them all.

In 1959 Corrie was part of a group that visited Ravensbruck, which was then in East Germany, to honor Betsie and the 96,000 other women who died there. There Corrie learned that her own release had been part of a clerical error; one week later all women her age were taken to the gas chamber.

Some say the ocean roars, I hear it ever weeping. Weep, ocean, weep for those gone before. Weep, O sea, for the open graves that fill your shore.

Indian Alzheimer's" - where you forget everything but the grudges.

Kind of like the tree that falls in the forest when nobody's around? I mean, if nobody remembers the history, did it still happen?

If no one remembered them, were they ever really here?

War is by no means something glamorous, and I don't think that should ever be forgotten.

He was doing everyone a favor by getting out of town, he thought. People abandoned one another constantly without performing the courtesy of actually disappearing. They left but they didn't, lurking about, a constant reminder of what could or should or might have been. Not him.

Not to know. Not to remember. With this one hope: That beyond the River Lethe, there is memory, healed.

Farewell Piorewiczowna, unasked for shadow I don't even remember your first name.

In other words the little piece of polished wood had become one of her treasures. Sometimes she took it out and held it in her hand and thought about the man who had made it, and wondered what he had looked like; (she had such a very hazy idea of history that she imagined him shaggy and attired in the skin of a bear). And she wondered how the arrow had got broken and where the other piece of it could be . . . but although she searched assiduously, high and low, she never found it.

You still miss her?" "Yes, I still miss her frightfully. It's two years since she died, but I haven't got used to doing without her. I still keep on wanting to tell her things." "I know the feeling," said Louise. "I miss Mummy like that. It comes and goes. Sometimes I forget about it—and then the tide rises and I'm almost drowned. It happens quite suddenly—I never know when it's going to happen.

Death is not the saddest way to lose somebody you love.

Nobody will go on being remembered for a very long time, unless you're Shakespeare or Milton. I have no hope of being remembered at all.

When you say 'never forget' to a veteran, you are implying that, as an American, you are in it with them.

Memorial Day isn't just about honoring veterans, its honoring those who lost their lives. Veterans had the fortune of coming home. For us, that's a reminder of when we come home we still have a responsibility to serve. It's a continuation of service that honors our country and those who fell defending it.

There is nothing triumphant or boastful in the way we mourn the dead and pay our veterans the respect they deserve.

Logan was talking about the Civil War, which claimed the lives of more than 500,000 Americans. He wanted to provide Civil War veterans with a day to pay respects to their fellow soldiers who did not live to see the end of the war, without losing a day's pay.

I cry all the time. Remembrance Day in particular. In fact, anything to do with veterans makes me sob.