One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

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

Do you not know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?

The worms do not take heed of caste and rank when they feast on our ashes," the Raja said. "Your subjects will not remember you. They will not remember the shade of your eyes, the colors you favored, or the beauty of your wives. They will only remember your impression upon their hearts and whether you filled them with glee or grief. That is your immortality.

There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,' my mother explained shortly before she left me. 'If you can remember me, I will be with you always.

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.