Quotes About Memory

It occurs to me that I really can't remember your face in any precise detail. Only the way you walked away through the tables in the café, your figure, your dress, that I still see.

I gave up hoping...But, still, I would think of him, I would cherish his image in my mind, and treasure every word, look and gesture that memory could retain.

I love you now... I love you immortally, even if I die and there is nothing left of me.

If one day she'll forgot the things about me, then I wish we haven't had this chance to know each other.

A SCAR SHOULDN'T REMIND YOU OF HOW YOU GOT HURT AND THE PAIN THAT CAME WITH IT…A SCAR SHOULD SIMPLY REMIND YOU THAT YOU SURVIVED

you knowI knowyou knowI'll remember youand I knowYou knowI knowyou'll remember me

She'd put her teeth in his heart, long ago, and he'd left the print there, evidence that he wanted her love. That he returned it.

I wish they would all go away.Except the Fool. I wished he would join me. Somehow, I had always thought he would join me. Now, I could not recall why. Perhaps I had buried that in the stone.

Even in death she was more beautiful to him than she ever was alive.

The saved moment is the true art of love.

Please take a long, hard look at your textbook, cause I'm history

love is but an echo in her head

I recognized you instantly. All of our lives flashed through my mind in a split second. I felt a pull so strongly towards you that I almost couldn't stop it.

Somehow my soul remembers it all, hers doesn't.

The heart that has truly loved never forgets but as truly loves on to the close.

My very beloved and deceased third-grade teacher, Cliff Kehod, was the one that I really remember calling me Ike a lot. It just stuck. It is a dog's name, but I love dogs.

I delight sometimes in saying to - as when I'm a teacher, I love saying, 'This is really important, so don't write it down.' To me, what you retain is a very important filter.

It's funny how most people love the dead, once you're dead, you're made for life.

Irrespective of age, we mourn for those loved and lost. Mourning is one of the deepest expressions of pure love.

It's funny the way most people love the dead. Once you are dead, you are made for life.

Your memory feels like home to me.So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it's way back to you.

If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.

You're everything to me. But at best, I'm just a memory to you.

A kiss….….. is just a kiss….Until it's all you reminisce.(Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)