Quotes About Memory

I had a vague memory of the intensity of teenage female relationships; more of a passion than a normal friendship.

I'm going to say a Will Traynor thing now." I said it like a warning. "Okay." "There's almost not a day that I'm here when I don't think he'd be proud of me.

Had he actually possessed the ability simply to airbrush an entire daughter out of his conscience?

don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there'll always be the person I am to-night. • F. SCOTT FITZGERALD, Tender Is the Night

Don't think of me too often. I don't want to think of you getting all maudlin. Just live well. Just live.

Eu nunca, jamais me vou arrepender de ter feito as coisas que fiz. Porque, quando se está preso numa coisa destas, os únicos lugares aonde se pode ir são os lugares da nossa memória

None of us lasts forever, do we? If I'm honest, seeing her like that was an unwelcome reminder of my own mortality. Of what I had been. Of what we all must become.

Those few seconds were the longest I could remember.

Aprendemos a conviver com a perda, com as pessoas que nos deixam. Porque elas permanecem conosco, mesmo não estando vivas, mesmo não respirando mais.

She held his face in her hands and she kissed his jaw and his poor bruised temple, and his lips, and told herself that whatever happened, she would always remember how this felt.

The door opened slowly, and there he stood, still in the same cornflower blue shirt I remembered from two summers previously, but a newer, shorter haircut, perhaps a vain attempt to combat the ageing effects of extreme grief.

He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to me but had forgotten what it was.

Alice tried not to think too hard about the previous evening. She had once been told by her favorite aunt that the best way to get through life was not to dwell on things so she packed those events

I didn't say much; my head was still ringing with the music, and I didn't want it to fade.

pretty much everyone bore the brutal imprint of love, whether lost, whipped away from them or simply vanished into a grave.

I can't delete my brother's voice mail message. I have a little listen to his voice when I feel like I'm going to forget what he sounds like.

Those early months, it was as if I had lost a layer of skin – I felt everything more intensely. I woke up laughing, or crying, saw everything as if a filter had been removed. I ate new foods, walked strange streets, spoke to people in a language that wasn't mine. Sometimes I felt haunted by him, as if I was seeing it all through his eyes, heard his voice in my ear.

I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to." ? Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, if you're stuck in one of these, all you have are the places in your memory that you can go to.

It's just a few days out of my life.

I don't ask you to love me always like this but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight.' F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night

We move on always carrying with us those we have lost. What we aim to do in our little group is ensure that carrying them is not a burden that feels impossible to bear, a weight keeping us stuck in the same place. We want their presence to feel like a gift.

Don't think of me too often. I don't want to think of you getting all maudlin. Just live well.

I keep saying the words. Sometimes I think I dreamed it.