Quotes About Remembrance

It isn't about being or not being dead, it's about what you leave behind

I put down these memorandums of my affections in honor of tenderness, in honor of all of those who have been conscripted into the brotherhood of loss.

Funeral pomp is more for the vanity of the living than for the honor of the dead.

I think continually of those who were truly great...Born of the sun they traveled a short while towards the sun, and left the vivid air signed with their honor.

You list the dead. You tell the stories of the past. You write about the catastrophes and the massacres. What about the living, Finnikin? Who honors them?

Sometimes I imagine a surveyor 100 years from now reading my plan, retracing my boundaries, and finding the monuments that I set. It's an honor to make a mark in history like that.

America remembers. On this 12th anniversary of the 9/11 attacks, the nation honors those who were lost.

I wrote 'All You Could Ask For' to honor a friend, Heidi Armitage, who left us much too soon in 2009 at the age of 43.

Let no one pay me honor with tears, nor celebrate my funeral rites with weeping.

One of the great enemies of hope is forgetting God's promises.

I really hope that when I leave, my last trace will be beautiful.

I doubt we will ever be forgiven. All I hope is – they'll remember we were human beings

My mom used to say that's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory—hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can build off our pasts and make futures.

The way I see it, he's all we have left ofher.

Humanity is always made up of more dead than living.

The Holocaust is not only a tragedy of the Jewish people, it is a failure of humanity as a whole.

The dinosaurs are remember only by their bones. What will we be remembered for with humanity?

That's why when I send a postcard I quiz people. "Hey, did you get that postcard?" "Yeah, yeah yeah." "Well what'd I say?" "Uh, you were havin-" "I was in jail"

It's hard to imagine, seeing all of us breathing yet one day each of us shall be gone, leaving memories.

How quickly we forget God's great deliverances in our lives. How easily we take for granted the miracles he performed in our past.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets.

Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever... it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.

Cleanse your mind from anger, remembrance of evil, and shameful thoughts, and then you will find out how Christ dwells in you.

Anything that triggers good memories can't be all bad.