Quotes About Remembrance

Forgetting is as integral to memory as death is to life.

Tell him Sudha has not forgotten him.

catastrophes of nature whose traces are soon forgotten.

Thou hast left thy memory as a flame to my lonely lamp of separation

I, too, have been bored to whimpering stage by others with reminiscent fish to fry, and oh! how they fry it! and with what exclamations and sizzling!

Too often, people wait until somebody's gone before they truly appreciate them.

There is no denying that Hitler and Stalin are alive today... they are waiting for us to forget, because this is what makes possible the resurrection of these two monsters.

In Eastern Europe, the past is not only always hovering over the present, it is not even passed. It waits, like some malevolent caged beast, ready at any moment to escape and bring back all the horrors.

People were watching the TV set, and they said three rock-and-rollers died - Buddy Holly, Richie Valens, The Big Bopper, including the pilot. I walked out of the hotel. I got on the bus alone. Their clothes were hanging on the racks, their guitars on the seats.

After Hiroshima was bombed, I saw a photograph of the side of a house with the shadows of the people who had lived there burned into the wall from the intensity of the bomb. The people were gone, but their shadows remained.

For me, I put Mac Dre right up there with Biggie and 'Pac as legends who have since passed on.

If, in 10 years, or 20 or 30 years, you sit down with your friends and talk about boxing, you need to remember my name.

My sister died in Brooklyn.

I lose things all the time. I once left my mother's ashes at a bus stop!

To be successful in struggle requires remembrance of the Creator and the doing of good deeds. This is important because successful struggle demands that there be a kind of social consciousness.

Prodigy was definitely family... It definitely sucks not to have him here.

Let us not suffer from a national amnesia that causes us to forget who and what we are.

People who have been made to suffer by certain things cannot be reminded of them without a horror which paralyses every other pleasure, even that to be found in reading a story.

For the religious, Passover is the grateful remembrance of a homeward journey after years of suffering.

I love Remembrance Sunday.

Mum died on a Saturday - apparently that's quite common. Dad already had dementia, and my brother and I had to let him know the news. Forty-five minutes later we had to tell him again. We spent the whole of that Sunday reminding him over and over.

Because I never held you close, I hold you forever.

Jallianwala Bagh's dead and dying spent the 13th night with dogs and vultures.

They were all such a part of that other life that's dead that I can't remember them all. (Time was as I was, but neither that time nor that I are anymore.)