
“Our dead are never dead to us until we have forgotten them.”
Source: Adam Bede (1859)
Source: Aphorisms and Reflections (1901), p. 230
“Our dead are never dead to us until we have forgotten them.”
Source: Adam Bede (1859)
“Our admiration is so given to dead martyrs that we have little time for living heroes.”
The Note Book of Elbert Hubbard (1927)
“We give our dead
To the orchards
And the groves.
We give our dead
To life.”
Source: Parable of the Talents (1998), Chapter 1 (p. 5)
“The monsters that rose from the dead, they are nothing compared to the ones we carry in our hearts”
Source: World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War
“Paris is a place in which we can forget ourselves, reinvent, expunge the dead weight of our past.”
Source: Detour de France: An Englishman in Search of a Continental Education
Taliban deploy thousands of suicide bombers - commander http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/ISL151157.htm 02 Apr 2007.
War in Afghanistan (2001–present)
The Inferno (1917), Ch. XVI
Context: The heavens have fallen on our heads! What a tremendous idea! It is the loftiest cry that life hurls. That was the cry of deliverance for which I had been groping until then. I had had a foreboding it would come, because a thing of glory like a poet's song always gives something to us poor living shadows, and human thought always reveals the world. But I needed to have it said explicitly so as to bring human misery and human grandeur together. I needed it as a key to the vault of the heavens.
These heavens, that is to say, the azure that our eyes enshrine, purity, plenitude — and the infinite number of suppliants, the sky of truth and religion. All this is within us, and has fallen upon our heads. And God Himself, who is all these kinds of heavens in one, has fallen on our heads like thunder, and His infinity is ours.