Quotes About Remembrance

You see? Granger turned to Montag. Grandfather's been dead for all these years, but if you lifted my skull, by God, in the convolutions of my brain you'd find the big ridges of his thumbprint.

We could not understand, because we were too far and could not remember

For the dead can live only with the exact intensity and quality of the life imparted to them by the living.

Even people who were not there remembered vividly exactly what happened next.

I want to know what's wrong with loving someone for life? Even when they're dead? What exactly is wrong with that? Why should I put him away, out of my mind? Like he's out of fashion. Does no one love for ever any more? Is no one built for the long road?

I have forgotten the reason, forgive me. I have forgotten my name in the language I was born to, forgive me.

Some of us did not make it. We carried their bodies far away From the cities and set their spirits free. This moment is for them—gives them nourishment Of our love to keep moving toward home.

Some things on this earth are unspeakable: Genealogy of the broken— A shy wind threading leaves after a massacre, Or the smell of coffee and no one there—

It's a taboo subject. How the dead are betrayed by the living. We who are living--we who have survived--understand that our guilt is what links us to the dead. At all times we can hear them calling to us, a growing incredulity in their voices, You will not forget me -- will you? How can you forget me? I have no one but you.

I have always known that you will visit my grave. I see myself as a small brown bird, perhaps a sparrow, watching you from a low branch as you pray in front of my name. I will hear you sound out my epitaph: Aqui descansa una mujer que quiso volar. You will recall telling me that you once dreamed in Spanish, and felt the words lift you into flight. The sound of wings will startle you when you say volar, and you will understand.

Goodbye, Daddy. I love you. I'll always love you. This doesn't mean that I'm not going to think about you anymore. This doesn't mean that I'm never going to think about that night, either. Because that night happened. And there's nothing I can do to change the facts. But from now on I'm going to remember the good times. From now on I'm going to remember you full of life and full of love.

Maximus said, "They have no tombstones. Not one man in Treverorum wept for their passing." he looked at his audience in turn and smiled. "In the name of Mithras, my master, may the gods be kind to you on your journey.

within yourself, you became a grave for her as you were a grave for Chet, and you carried your dead unquietly within you. —

Good bye may seem forever. Farewell is like the end, but in my heart is the memory and there you will always be.

Rocks are the key to Earth history, because solids remember but liquids and gases forget.

Moses knows that prosperity breeds amnesia.

Der Ruhm mag schwinden, aber die Vergessenheit währt ewig.

Rose Aylmer, whom these wakeful eyesMay weep, but never see,A night of memories and of sighsI consecrate to thee.

When thinking about companions gone, we feel ourselves doubly alone.

The sorrow for the dead is the only sorrow from which we refuse to be divorced. Every other wound we seek to heal, every other affliction to forget; but this wound we consider it a duty to keep open, this affliction we cherish and brood over in solitude.

Many people died, including good friends. I went to the hospital to see them one last time. In one corner there was a mix of body parts from five different people. They couldn't identify them, so they buried them all together.

What passing bells for these who die as cattleOnly the monstrous anger of the guns.Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattleCan patter out their hasty orisons.

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

These men are worth your tears. You are not worth their merriment.