. . . things whose perishing had been arrested by their power to make her love them.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

And even if we are occupied by most important things, if we attain to honour, or fall into great misfortune -- still let us remember how good it was once here, when we were all together, united by a good and kind feeling which made us...better perhaps than we are.

I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes

There is no death in remembrance. Remember me, Sarah. Remember me, and a part of me will always be with you." - Martha Carrier to her daughter, Sarah Carrier