Quotes About Remembrance

The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only as long as they remember us.

I don't know what this feather means, the story of it, but I know it means he was thinking of me. For all these years. He remembered me.

She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But she sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far.... Mariam is in her own heart, where she shines with the bursting radiance of a thousand suns.

They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death.

She wished she could visit Mariam's grave, to sit with her awhile, leave a flower or two. But Laila sees now that it doesn't matter. Mariam is never very far. She is here, in these walls they've repainted, in the trees they've planted, in the blankets that keep the children warm, in these pillows and books and pencils.

It's her way of keeping Mariam close awhile yet before time has its way, before it snatches Mariam from the garden of her memory like a weed pulled by its roots.

I wish you remembered Homs as I do, Marwan.

The place was a familiar as breath but as far from his life now as the moon.

She had died at age twelve, and by now she was nothing but the memory of love-- nothing, now, but bones.

When he reached the desk he handed Caroline a photograph in a dark blue cardboard frame. It was a portrait, black and white, faintly tinted. The woman looking out wore a pale peach sweater. Her hair was gently waved, her eyes a deep shade of blue. Rupert Dean's wife, Emelda, dead now for twenty years. She was te love of my life, he announced to Caroline, his voice so loud that people looked up.

We don't forget, Rachel, and it's not as if it was our ancestors who were betrayed. It was us.

It would take 2,000 Vietnam Memorials to list the [Twentieth] century's war dead.

at the end of every month or two . . ., the British had a whole Vietnam Memorial's worth of dead. Every month or two, for 51 months.

A Vietnam Memorial's worth of civilians in an instantaneous flash. . . . When the crew of the Enola Gay landed, they celebrated with a barbeque.

it would take 2,000 Vietnam Memorials to list the century's war dead. . . . he saw himself walking the Mall in Washington, D.C., and the whole park from the Capitol to the Lincoln Memorial was dotted with the black Vs of Vietnam Memorials, as if a flock of giant stealth birds had landed on it. All night he walked past black wing walls, moving west toward the white tomb on the river.

I could ask for no better parents.' 'You miss them.' After all this time? 'Every single day out of hundreds of thousands.' What could I say to that? Anything I came up with sounded trite. Silence fell over us. Aric drank, lost in thought. And I knew he was remembering the night he'd killed them...

First came a delightful thrill, as of something very pleasant; then a horrible remembrance.

It's a sad fact that some people are only remembered once they're dead.

We should keep the dead before our eyes, and honor them as though still living

I have so much of you in my heart.

The Holocaust is not a cheap soap opera. The Holocaust is not a romantic novel. It is something else.

No matter what happens to us, I will ensure that she will never forget this moment in her life. That she will think of this day, this evening, this moment...

No day shall erase you from the memory of time

When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me