Memorial Day Quotes

I dedicate my love and whole heart this Memorial Day to my Dad, a soldier, who like many others, suffers in silence with pride and honor.

Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.

We shall pay any price, bear any burden, to assure the survival and the success of liberty.

One should never allow chaos to develop in order to avoid going to war, because one does not avoid a war but instead puts it off to his disadvantage

For love of country, they accepted death.

I am proud to be an American. Because an American can eat anything on the face of this earth as long as he has two pieces of bread.

To our Soldiers: Thank you again and again, you will always matter, not only on this Memorial Day but every day!

We can't all be Washingtons, but we can all be patriots.

They saw their injured country's woe; The flaming town, the wasted field; Then rushed to meet the insulting foe; They took the spear, - but left the shield.

Each of the patriots whom we remember on this day was first a beloved son or daughter, a brother or sister, or a spouse, friend, and neighbor.

Aspire rather to be a hero than merely appear one.

Brave men are all vertebrates; they have their softness on the surface and their toughness in the middle.

They hover as a cloud of witnesses above this Nation.

Spirit, that made those heroes dare To die, and leave their children free, Bid Time and Nature gently spare The shaft we raise to them and thee.

Our cheer goes back to them, the valiant dead! Laurels and roses on their graves to-day, lilies and laurels over them we lay, and violets o'er each unforgotten head.

I have one sentiment for soldiers living and dead: cheers for the living; tears for the dead.

Patriotism is the vital condition of national permanence.

Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land, God Bless the U.S.A.

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

All gave some, Some gave all.

Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.

The hero dead cannot expire: The dead still play their part.

Their own souls rose and cried Alarum when they heard the sudden wail Of stricken freedom and along the gale Saw her eternal banner quivering wide.

"Dead upon the field of glory," Hero fit for song and story.

Life hangs as nothing in the scale against dear Liberty!

They saw their injured country's woe.

Knights of the spirit; warriors in the cause Of justice absolute 'twixt man and man.

I don't have to tell you how fragile this precious gift of freedom is. Every time we hear, watch, or read the news, we are reminded that liberty is a rare commodity in this world.

The Flag still floats unblotted with defeat! But ah the blood that keeps its ripples red, The starry lives that keep its field alight.

Alas, how can we help but mourn When hero bosoms yield their breath! A century itself may bear But once the flower of such a death.

Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth; Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth.

Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms.

Who kept the faith and fought the fight; The glory theirs, the duty ours.

Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er, Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Dream of battled fields no more. Days of danger, nights of waking.

Cover them over with beautiful flowers, Deck them with garlands, those brothers of ours, Lying so silent by night and by day.

Ah! never shall the land forget.

Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -

Their silent wounds have speech More eloquent than men; Their tones can deeper reach Than human voice or pen.

Then imitate the action of the tiger; stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood.

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall with our English dead.

Each man is a hero and an oracle to somebody.

We should not take a Memorial Day recess until we pass a proper memorial for the slain students in Littleton, Colorado, and other school gun tragedies.

I say to our enemies: We are coming. God may have mercy on you, but we won't

Happy Memorial Day! Thank you to all our service men and women past and present. You are not forgotten!

Peace is the real and right memorial for those who have died in war.

There's no greater city between Memorial Day and Labor Day than Chicago. It's the single best summer city in America.

To be heroic is to be courageous enough to die for something.

Some of the shells brought my heart into my mouth; lying there waiting for them was intolerable. I was sure I was going to be blown to pieces.

I play an 89-year-old man whose wife has Alzheimer's in a movie called 'Still.' I play a World War II veteran, I acted with my son and it's called 'Memorial Day.'

The effects of loss are acute, and unique to each individual. Not everyone mourns in the same way, but everyone mourns.