David Levithan Quotes

To us who remain behind is left this day of memories. Every year--in the full tide of spring, at the height of the symphony of flowers and love and life--there comes a pause, and through the silence we hear the lonely pipe of death.

A remembrance can mean nothing to the one remembered; it can only remind the ones left behind how little they did while you were still alive.

I know you aren't supposed to speak ill of the dead.

One last toast, to our friend, Owen Hart. We'll never forget you, buddy.

With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.

The highest tribute to the dead is not grief but gratitude.

We all wore a 21 patch that one season as a silent tribute to our deceased teammate Roberto.

Mourn for me rather as living than as dead.

In my seaside town, there is a plethora of benches, each one bearing a little brass plate commemorating a deceased occupant. You sit with ghosts.

Eulogy is nice, but one does not learn anything from it.

Memorial Service: Farewell party for someone who already left.

The Vietnam memorial is a masterpiece. The names of the dead are listed there, chronologically. Just the names.

Now you may write the eulogy for my funeral.

To those who are here, those who are gone, and those who are lost.

He is dead, she thought bitterly, because we have forgotten him.

A word is elegy to what it signifies.

Five years have come, and five years have gone, and still we stand together as one. We come back to this place to remember the heartbreaking anniversary - and each person who died here - those known and unknown to us, whose absence is always with us.

Steve Sanders lives on in our hearts and in our minds.

Black is like the silence of the body after death, the close of life.

All we had was her room, her stories, and the quiet that settled in as we tried in vain to spread ourselves out and fill the space she'd left behind.

I love eulogies. They are the most moving kind of speech because they attempt to pluck meaning from the fog, and on short order, when the emotions are still ragged and raw and susceptible to leaps.

The CD is dedicated to our dog Nell, who passed away last year.

I hope that tomorrow we can all, wherever we are, join in expressing our grief at Diana's loss, and gratitude for her all-too-short life. It is a chance to show to the whole world the British nation united in grief and respect.

The best way to honor someone who has passed is to live.