“You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.”

“Her father’s shadow looked sadly down at her. “You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won’t forget your war either.”

“Forget it. Never explain; never apologize. You can either write posthumously or you can't.”

“If you forget your manners, you can always borrow mine. I won't be using them.”

“Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.”

“September 11… I will never forget feeling scared and vulnerable… I will never forget feeling the deep sad loss of so many lives… I will never forget the smell of the smoke that reached across the water and delivered a deep feeling of doom into my gut… I will never forget feeling the boosted sense of unity and pride… I will never forget seeing the courageous actions of so many men and women… I will never forget seeing people of all backgrounds working together in community… I will never forget seeing what hate can destroy… I will never forget seeing what love can heal…”