“Keep this and perhaps remember me."
Kieran's hands tightened on the arrowhead, his knuckles whitening. "The stars will go out before I forget you, Mark Blackthorn.”

“Love and hate had their own secret languages, and Mark and Kieran were speaking in them now.”

“Stretching his hand up to reach the stars, too often man forgets the flowers at his feet.”

“The painter leaves his mark. And I just put in two statues in Rhode Island that I'm working on. And I think that's going to make me last longer than me. I mean, who remembers "Zorba?" Nobody remembers "Zorba."”

“You teach me, I forget. You show me, I remember. You involve me, I understand.”

“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.”

“I was forgetting how it really was, I was remembering it through common, ordinary eyes, I was remembering it as the boy I was before, but now I remember that it wasn't me being weak or me being naked, or anything else that I should be ashamed of.”

“I will find you there where our low life heightens,
Where the door of the Wonder again unbars,
Where the old love lures and the old fire whitens,
In the Stars behind the stars.”

“If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.”

“Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.”