Literary notes about Remembrance (AI summary)
Throughout literary history, the term "remembrance" has been used to evoke both tender nostalgia and poignant grief, acting as a bridge between past experiences and present identity. Authors often employ it to denote the persistence of memory in the face of time—sometimes as a cherished recollection, as when a fleeting compliment endures in one's heart ([1], [2]), and other times as an unrelenting echo of personal torment or historical burden ([3], [4]). The word also plays a significant role in moral and religious discourses, where it reminds readers of duties and the inevitability of judgment ([5], [6]). In lighter or symbolic moments, it can serve as a memento of past affections or lost joys ([7]), while in more reflective narratives it underlines the inescapable interplay between memory and identity ([8], [9]).
- “Lady,” she said, “the countenance you have deigned to show me will long dwell in my remembrance.
— from Ivanhoe: A Romance by Walter Scott - “What an amiable creature I was!—No wonder you should hold my speeches in such affectionate remembrance.”
— from Emma by Jane Austen - of which the remembrance will torment me for the remainder of my days.
— from The Memoirs of Jacques Casanova de Seingalt, 1725-1798. Complete by Giacomo Casanova - I remembered everything that history had taught me on the subject, and I shuddered at the remembrance of the agonies to be endured.
— from A Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Jules Verne - Ecclesiastes Chapter 11 Exhortation to works of mercy, while we have time, to diligence in good, and to the remembrance of death and judgment.
— from The Bible, Douay-Rheims, Complete - A psalm for David, for a remembrance of the sabbath.
— from The Bible, Douay-Rheims, Complete - She would like to have kept those wisps as a keepsake, as a remembrance.
— from The Garden Party, and Other Stories by Katherine Mansfield - His face has been as it were a remembrance and a prophecy for me.
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky - Without all doubt she is dead, and truly to my best remembrance I never saw her; the Lord forgive me!
— from Gargantua and Pantagruel by François Rabelais