Quotes About Remembrance

I lost my father this past year, and the word feels right because I keep looking for him. As if he were misplaced. As if he could just turn up, like a sock or a set of keys.

Remembrance of things past is just for the rich. For the poor it only marks the faint traces on the path to death.

After I am dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument than why I have one.

The dead were just the dead, neither awful nor remarkable. History separated out these individuals and preserved their names where others were obilterated for ever.

Death preserves an ideal.

Wenn jemand starb, dem du dein Herz geschenkt hattest, nahm er es dann mit?

It never ceased to amaze me how she just had the facts always, in her head. It occured to me that if, or when, she died, a whole load of facts, a body of knowledge, might disappear without a trace.

My tomb shall be in a spot where the north wind may scatter roses over it.

If I am to be a skeleton in a box buried deep into the ground, I pray you will be the dust that rests atop my bones.

What a more beautiful world this would be if we didn't wait til people were dead before we honored their spirit.

Tears don't bring people back." Pain stabs from my chest to my fingertips."Tears aren't for the people we've lost. They are for us. So that we can remember and celebrate and miss them and feel human.

... he wasn't crying for the woman who had died. He was crying for the woman she had been.

The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.

It was the word 'late' that did it. Such a stupid word to use of the dead, implying that they would be with us today if they hadn't happened to be delayed in traffic somewhere...

You will live in me always. Your words, your heart, your soul are all part of me. My heart is full of your memories. Thank you for the gift of your life. I will never forget you.

As long as they talk about you, you're not really dead, as long as they speak your name, you continue. A legend doesn't die, just because the man dies.

Tears aren't for the people we've lost. They're for us. So we can remember, and celebrate, and miss them, and feel human.

I wish R.I.P meant Return If Possible...

Oblige me by taking away that knife. I can't look at the point of it. It reminds me of Roman history.

Sluka shook her head. "We're talking about them in the past tense, and we never even discussed them in the present. It's like their only reason for existing was so they could die.

You will take his life but you can't take his memory out of us.

Another remarkable thing about the dead is that they are all ages, preserved at every age you ever knew them, and at no age at all.

There will be no beautiful widow with Persian eyes sitting at your grave. And teary-eyed kids won't be asking: "Papa, papa, can you hear us?

Chip, she's gone, " and he said, "I thought I'd feel her looking down on us, but you're right. She's just gone