Quotes About Remembrance

Don't forget the fruit gums, Mum.

But in the time since she died, I have been aware, every minute, of my love for her. She lives in my love.

If you don't write it down, it never happened. - Roger Tory Peterson

Tu as quelqu'un, quelque part ? A qui il faut écrire où on t'a enterré ? – C'est pas la peine de gaspiller un timbre. »

99 percent of every beautiful thing you ever knew escaped and went back out into the world where you vaguely remembered it.

What made losing someone you loved bearable was not remembering but forgetting. Forgetting small things first... it's amazing how much you could forget, and everything you forgot made that person less alive inside you until you could finally endure it. After more time passed you could let yourself remember, even want to remember. But even then what you felt those first days could return and remind you the grief was still there, like old barbed wire embedded in a tree's heartwood.

It struck her how eating was a comfort during a hard time because it reminded you that there had been other days, good days, when you'd eaten the same thing. Reminded you there were good days in life, when precious little else did. (268)

A place where something so terrible had happened shouldn't continue to exist in the world

It all came back. Every bone in my body turned hot. Then I couldn't make it stop. All those memories. Whatever kept them stored away broke. There was a rush of sensation through me, then nothing. And for days afterward, I'd get overwhelmed with a sound or the way my shirt rubbed against my arm or a smell. Like my body remembered and reminded the rest of me.

Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others.

It was good, and nothing good is truly lost. It stays part of a person, becomes part of their character. So part of you goes everywhere with me. And part of me is yours, forever

Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used.

I was not prepared to think of the people I had lost, or to speak of them, although we did, carefully, without letting their names loose in the wind that would reach their ears. We feared that they would hear us and never rest, come back out of pity for the loneliness we felt.

Nothing brings memories to the surface like smells and flames.

The biggest defeat in every department of life is to forget.

Growing up, there had always been candles burning, not for the light they gave, but for remembrance. Her grandmother used to say the flame honored a person's spirit, reminded the living that the dead were never really gone.

Mommy and Daddy," Quinn gasped. "Grandma will kill you when she finds out you took it," Allie said. "We weren't ready," Quinn said as if hypnotized. "We weren't ready to scatter their ashes. How could I just leave them there?

We resent the thought that anything can please us when someone we love is no longer here to share the pleasure with us, and we almost feel as if we were unfaithful to our sorrow when we find out interest in life returning to us.

When the moon rises tonight, think of me and I'll think of you.

I've read somewhere that 'our dead are never dead until we have forgotten them.' Matthew will never be dead to me, for I can never forget him.

you wouldn't want it to stop hurting . . . you wouldn't want to forget your little mother even if you could.

I'll cover you in flowers someday, Julie-girl.

For as long as the world spins and the earth is green with new wood, she will lie in this box and not in my arms.

Please don't miss me too much. Please don't be too sad. Find someone else to love, because you have much love to give and it's a gift that shouldn't be wasted. You , Jesse, were the rose that made my life sweet.I will wait for you in heaven.