Quotes About Remembrance

How do you lose a word? Does it vanish into your memory, like an old toy in a chest, and lie hidden in the cobwebs and dust, waiting to be cleaned out or rediscovered?

The grown-ups who still remembered usually chose to stay silent. To deny. To pretend they'd forgotten

Denk eraan dat je alles kant en klaar hebt aangetroffen, van sterrenlicht tot olijven, of zeep, van klein tot groot, van laken tot herfst. Het kan geen kwaad om in ruil een paar fatsoenlijke regels na te laten.

You will live in me always. Your words, your heart, your soul are all part of me. My heart is full of your memories. Thank you for the gift of your life. I will never forget you.

And then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.

Memory, in fact, gives you no choice over which moments you can erase, and it is annoyingly persistent in retaining the most painful ones. It is extraordinarily faithful in recording the most hideous details, and it will recall them for you in the future with moments that are even only vaguely similar.

I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.

everywhere i miss you.

There is a side to Henry that is criminal, identifies itself to the criminal. In Cancer there was a total absence of feeling. Today his absence of feeling for France is appalling, inhuman, after ten years of life there. Why? I have sometimes a feeling for even a particular tree in Paris, a sudden tender remembrance of a certain street. Henry nothing.

In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again.

It's the way it should be- no distance between the living and the dead. Their stories are remembered, their spirits embraced.

Nothing is more fatal to happiness than the remembrance of happiness.

Forse, pinsò Montalbano, abbisognava fari un gran monumento, come il Vittoriano a Roma dedicato al Milite Ignoto, in memoria dei lavoratori clandestini ignoti morti sul lavoro per un tozzo di pane.

To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is not to die. Thomas Campbell 1777-1844 Inscription on the gates of Kensington Palace in the days of mourning before the funeral of Diana, Princess of Wales

I know I'm out of your life / But the day that I die / I know you are going to cry.

I know I'm out of your life / But the day that I die / I know you are going to cry

There is nothing like that for the boys who did not go to war; they were not soldiers, and did not die. They are burned out of history, for nothing blazes quite as hot as shame. There are no bills in circulation. But I have signed their names to this story. I have signed all of our names. How else will we be remembered?

For the dead live only in us.

Because at funerals, forever is the theme of the day.

I told my mother that she was not going anywhere and that I would remember her for a good long time because she was going to go on reminding me of herself.

I told Jack I loved Body Heat. Because he's out here in the sticks and so he doesn't see anything. I said it was a real hot movie. He kept asking about the girl, Kathleen Turner, and I said that she'd never be remembered.

I killed her once and died for her many times and I still have nothing to show for it. I always search for her ; I always remember her. I carry the hope that someday she will remember me.

You forget your victories, but you remember the losses.

What you leave behind is the people you loved. You leave yourself in them.