Quotes About Remembrance

When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.

Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

Love is how you stay alive, even after you are gone.

There's things you've forgotten. There's things you should know.

The day this person left our organization is considered an annual holiday!" [quote from author's and his colleague's national study with over 400 participants in the research]

Tig had been thinking about the aftermath of the 1993 Battle of Mogadishu in Somalia, memorialized in Black Hawk Down, particularly the part when locals had dragged the bodies of American soldiers through the streets.

Jay saw no sign of the more than twenty-seven hundred people22 who'd arrived at the Twin Towers that morning as workers, visitors, or emergency responders, or as airplane passengers and crew, but who'd soon be counted among the departed.

The memory was so vivid that, like a fresh scab, he was sure he would start to bleed if he picked at it.

I give you life in the memory of one who no longer lives. May you have a long life, and may you thank Matthew every day for it.

In the middle of the cemetery is a grassy plane, strangely vacant. There are no granite tombs or crumbling concrete, just a sun-washed treeless patch of green known as "No Man's Land." Here 1,500 unidentified bodies are buried. At one time, their skin burned with yellow fever; now they lie in a cool, dark place where long ago their arms and legs, hands and feet, were intertwined for eternity.

but she was four years, three months, and sixty-one days old when she died.

How many Americans lives have been lost in this brutal and needless war? How many Iraqi? How many names do we know on either side?

Cursed is this world and cursed is all that is in this world, except the remembrance of God and that which aideth thereto.

Did you ever bury thirty-five men in a place in back of your house, thirty-five tunnel workers the doctors didn't attend, died in the tunnel camps, under rocks, everywhere, world without end.

The mind might become forgetful of great deeds, but the soul does not forget anything that it considers to be beautiful and good.

Now love doesn't stop at death - or if it does, it's a pretty poor sort of love! In fact, grief could almost be defined as the form love takes when the object of love has been removed; it is love embracing an empty space, love kissing thin air and feeling the pain of nothingness. But there is no reason at all why love should discontinue the practice of holding the beloved in prayer before God.

Black lives really does matter, and god bless America, and George Floyd will never be forgotten."

I will love you even when i am dust on the winds

Slater Patalis had been drawn to their suburban home because of Elena. Until that awful, cruel day a lifetime ago, they'd been a family of six. Jeffrey, Marguerite, and their four girls. Mirabelle, with her hot blood and wild affection. Ariel, even tempered and bossy and protective. Elena, who wanted to do everything her older sisters did, and Beth, too young to truly remember now who they'd been together before Slater Patalis walked through the kitchen door.

A week later, I walked to Gwyneth's house. She and Dorothy and I shared tea and we wept for Jacob. We talked. We smiled a little. Then I left and waited for Cullah, and thought what a great emptiness was left by Jacob's passing. At last, I sat at the front door, on the chair where Patience had died. I held my hands folded at my heart, and ached for all who had passed from my world

Did you know some of the stars have names? He looked at me and smiled with that warm look he gets now and then. Yes, he said, but I don't know their names, do you? No, I said, but lets name them ourselves. We'll name them after everyone we love that is already in heaven, and every night when we see their star, we'll have a good memory of them instead of a sad one. See how beautiful it is up there?

assassinated just four days before. "It was like

So, Josh wore the picture of a man he spoke of with reverence, but who had been dead his whole life. I wanted to know about feeling a passion so strong you needed to wear it for the world to see. -Eliza

But here's what grieving people wish others would understand: grief is incredibly, relentlessly lonely. It really makes a huge difference to be reminded that we are not forgotten, that our loss is on the radar of people around us.