Quotes About Remembrance

Smells are custodians of memories.

And yet he could not stop thinking of them. He did not want to stop thinking of them. He would never stop thinking of them.

Forgetting takes space./Forgotten matters displace/as much anything else as/anything else. We must/skirt unlabeled crates/as thought it made sense/and take them when we go/to other states.

Some of you will have fine monuments by which the living may remember the evil done to you. Some of you will have only crude wooden crosses or painted rocks, while yet others of you must remain hidden in the shadows of history.

Ama seni gördüm ve yüreÄŸim s?zlad?. Bunu asla unutmad?m.

A girl my age had been murdered in these woods and I'd seen her last terrified moments, watched her bleed to death in this forest. A life like mine had ended here, and it didn't matter how many times I'd seen deaths in movies, it wasn't the same, and I wasn't ever going to forget it.

Dearly departed, scarcely lamented, deeply demented...

A woman would always prefer to be remembered than forgotten.

Memory whispers someplace in that jumbled machinery.

She runs in my blood and beats in my heart; she is part of me, always, so I don't have to picture her to remember her.

And so now, today, one cannot think of the greats—Kant, Hegel, Spinoza, Marx, Fichte, Freud, Nietzsche, Einstein, Schopenhauer, Leibniz, Schelling—the whole Germanic sphere—without thinking, at some point, of Auschwitz and Treblinka, Sobibor and Dachau, Bergen-Belsen and Chelmno. My God, they have names, as if they were human.

Words have longer lives than people.

Remembrance, like Rembrandt, is dark but festive. Remembered ones dress up for the occasion and sit still. Memory is a photo-studio de luxe on an infinite Fifth Power Avenue.

We pray not to inform God or instruct Him but to beseech Him closely, to be made intimate with Him, by continuance in supplication; to be humbled; to be reminded of our sins.

As far as the Jews were concerned, Hitler's only 'prayer' was that they be wiped off the face of the earth.

You are the dream I live with; you are the wish I'd made, the name I always whisper in every prayer I pray ... now that you left me, while you forget me, I'll hold you in my dreams.

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

I miss him still today: his long, whiskery eyebrows, his huge hands and hugs, his warmth, his prayers, his stories, but above all his shining example of how to live and how to die.

The ascetic remembrance of death is opposed to akedia, to anxiety, to depression, and becomes a powerful reminder of eternity, its joyful nostalgia.

A little lifting of the heart suffices; a little remembrance of God, one act of inward worship are prayers which, however short, are nevertheless acceptable to God.

Nymph, in thy orisons be all my sins remembered!

Those whose lives were lost on September 11 will remain in our thoughts and prayers forever.

Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget.

Baby I'll never forget none of that. Girl I told you I was comin back.