Quotes About Remembrance

Then when you have finished the prayer, remember Allah standing and sitting and reclining; but when you are secure (from danger) keep up prayer; surely prayer is a timed ordinance for the believers. (The Women 4.103)

Women and elephants never forget an injury.

I thought of you everyday. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I think of you in day and night. I often talk about you. All I have are memories of you and some of your belongings. Your memory is a keepsake for me, from which I'll never part. God may had you in his arms. But I have you in my heart forever.

While you laughed all day, I'd cry all night. While you regretted nothing, I looked back at everything. While you forgot everything, I remembered everything. While you fixed other hearts, I looked at mine that was torn apart. While you spent your time enjoying your life, I spent every moment longing for you to be mine.

I can't forgive my friends for dying; I don't find these vanishing acts of theirs at all amusing.

If the people we love are stolen from us, the way to have them live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever.

Just in case you ever foolishly forget: I'm never not thinking of you.

Being in someone's heart is a special thing. It simply means you'll always be a part of their life.

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

One day we will no longer exist on this earth. We will be just a memory to a select few. We should make sure those memories are good... how we touched them, how we made them feel. This will be what we leave behind, this will be our legacy...that we made a difference in someone's life, our gift to the ones we Love and to the world

I remember the ones who never cared while forgetting the ones who have always been there.

You say you'll never forget me, but the lies have piled up.

What can I say, I'm a sucker for abandoned stuff, misplaced stuff, forgotten stuff, any old stuff which despite the light of progress and all that, still vanishes every day like shadows at noon, goings unheralded, passings unmourned, well, you get the drift. As a counselor once told me -a counselor for Disaffected Yought, I might add: "You like that crap because it reminds you of you." Couldn't of said it better or put it more bluntly. Don't even disagree with it either.

If no one goes to gravesides anymore, if you won't visit me there no more, I might as well have my ashes in a jam jar and be more mobile.

And Smoke Girl. He who was mine said, One of them must have a name from where I come from. One must remind me of me. So he named Smoke Grl Khamseen, for the wind that blows fifty days.

Dust hid blood, but not remembrance.

the nation's canonization of Martin King . . . we have sought to remember him by forgetting him.

You can remember when you look at them." "Remember?" "Aurelia," he says. "To speak the name is to make live again.

I read somewhere that we never completely forget a thing, that there are the imprints of everything we've ever seen or done, all of these tiny details at the bottoms of our minds, like pebbles and weeds that never surface from a river bottom.

It is a bittersweet joy, but real nonetheless—the way our lost loves are forever in our hearts and minds. They are, in fact, constant to our consciousness in a way they couldn't be when they were alive, because then we depended on their comings and goings—the highs and lows of their being with us, the vagaries of presence and convenience. But

Glory paid to our ashes comes too late.

The gaja might despise the Romany, but no Rom ever forgot his dead. For him, roaming over the earth were not only the half million Gypsies who drew breath but also the countless Gypsies who had gone before, restless spirits still wandering through cities and deserts, still real.

With reference to the heart's blindness and it's cure the Prophet said: "For everything there is a polish that taketh away rust, and the polish of the heart is remembrance of God." And when asked who would rank highest in God's esteem on the Day of Resurrection he answered: "The men and the women who invoke God much in remembrance.

Mengenai kebutaan hati dan cara penyembuhannya, Nabi berkata, "segala sesuatu yang berkarat ada pengkilapnya, dan pengkilap hati adalah mengingat Allah.