Quotes About Remembrance

It seemed a shame that Aunt Jessie and Uncle Nate spent so much time chasing the dead. And yet, I could see how they were trying so hard to keep the dead alive

I put my arms around a trunk and squeezed it, then I lay down on my father's grave.

Effort is the unconstrained willingness to persevere through difficulty. It is not a harsh, straining, desperate effort but, rather, an ardent and wholehearted remembrance of our capacity for freedom. Right Effort is willingness to open where we have been closed, to come close to what we have avoided, to be patient with ourselves, and to let go of our preconceptions.

the Jallianwala Bagh massacre.

but I know somebody must be thinking about us because if they weren't we'd just disappear just like those Indians who used to climb the pueblos. Those Indians disappeared with food still cooking in the pot and air waiting to be breathed and they turned into birds or dust or the blue of the sky or the yellow of the sun. There they were and suddenly they were forgotten for just a second and for just a second nobody thought about them and then they were gone.

And the tombstone will never answer. Because the dead have only the voices we give to them.

I often wonder why I am the one who remember all the pain?

But people forget.

I think you forget things on purpose," my mother's ghost said.

The United States wants all of us to forget the crimes it committed against the indigenous. The United States wants us to forget. The United States wants us to forget. The United States wants us to forget.

There will always be a part of you that misses her. You'll see something that reminds you of her and want to tell her about it, only to realize she's not there anymore. Then you'll feel her loss all over again. (Ravyn) You're not helping me, Ravyn. (Jack) I know, buddy. But you will eventually make peace with yourself, and that's the most important thing. Eventually, you'll even be able to smile again when you think about her. (Ravyn)

The Ambrose Malachai will never be forgotten. But it's up to you as to how he'll always be remembered.

I'm sorry, you just remind me of someone. (Rose) Old boyfriend? (Gallagher) No, my great-grandfather. (Rose) That's not particularly flattering. I thought I looked rather good for my age. (Gallagher)

He would remember their kiss forever. She wouldn't recall him at all.' (Wulf)

Photography seems to fix, but this is an illusion created by our short lives. A photograph is merely a note held for 200 years.

If I shouldn't be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.

Some people, when they die, leave so much life behind that we wonder how they did it.

A very big part of the life of a photograph is the afterlife.

Even if you're an agnostic or an atheist, you can create an altar, because an altar is simply paying homage to someone's life and celebrating what they did.

And if anyone asks what became of me, you relate my life in all its wonder, and end it with a simple and modest "He died.

Peter Norman is a humanitarian, and I say "is" because in my life, Peter Norman is never deceased. He's always going to live with me.

Memory is identity....You are what you have done; what you have done is in your memory; what you remember defines who you are; when you forget your life you cease to be, even before your death.

I thought I would spend the rest of my life searching for little reminders of you.

The life of the dead consists in the recollection cherished of them by the living.