Quotes About Remembrance

She went through things with the Frank family as if it was her own family. Not that she talked a lot about it, she actually never did, but the fact that she named her daughter after Anne Frank shows that Bep reserved a special place in her heart for Anne.

With a heavy heart, I turned and walked away. I knew that as long as I lived I'd never forget the two little graves and the sacred red fern.

Whenever there comes a day when we can't be together, keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever"- Winnie the Pooh.

Jesus, we forgot the goddamn ape!

A man dies ... only a few circles in the water prove that he was ever there. And even they quickly disappear. And when they're gone, he's forgotten, without a trace, as if he'd never even existed. And that's all.

Se joac? aerul de-a amintirea: duce cu el toate zgomotele ?i las?-n urm? numai oglinzi de t?cere s? ne putem privi anii ce s-au dus.

A man may hate cruelty and lies, but if he's never given an opportunity to show what he's made of, no one will remember him when he dies.

Death is the end of those who have done nothing to cause their names to live after them.

I suppose memories live here and there in the body. But they're invisible, aren't they? And no matter how wonderful the memory, it vanishes if you leave it alone. If no one pays attention to it. They leave no trace, no evidence that they ever existed.

And even if a memory disappears completely, the heart retains something. A slight tremor or pain, some bit of joy, a tear.

And no matter how wonderful the memory, it vanishes if you leave it alone, if no one pays attention to it. They leave no trace, no evidence that they ever existed.

There, behind your heartbeat, have you stored up all my lost memories?

Döden försvann efter hand tillsammans med tiden allt längre bort i fjärran, och minnet var det enda som blev kvar, minnet som är det allra mest värdefulla vi har.

unable to rid herself of her memories. Poor thing.

But they're invisible, aren't they? And no matter how wonderful the memory, it vanishes if you leave it alone, if no one pays attention to it. They leave no trace, no evidence that they ever existed. But I suppose you're right when you say we should do everything we can to bring back memories of the things that have disappeared.

I'd imagine you'd be uncomfortable, with your heart full of so many forgotten things.

Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That's when I will be truly dead -- when I exist in no one's memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead.

And among the sleeping soldiers and colonists in the crypts lay one apart, a woman who had forgotten the meaning of life.

In a thousand years, Fred, no one will even know or care we existed.

The failure of memory, then is as much sociological as it is historical.

She was always going to be the smartest, kindest, funniest, loyalest person we would ever meet, and the fact of her not being here well it just isn't right

We can't just erase the history we don't like, then there won't be any lessons to be learned.

After Sarajevo, after Srebrenica, we know what "Never again!" means. "Never again'' simply means "Never again'' will Germans kill Jews in Europe in the 1940's. That is all it means.

Since 1945, "never again" has meant, essentially, "Never again will Germans kill Jews in Europe in the 1940s.