Quotes About Memories

Dear Hewitt Costello, Equerry, were daylighted with our outing and are looking backwards to our unearly summers

It's when it's all over that you'll miss him, said my aunt.

en reuniones como ésta vienen a nuestra mente pensamientos tristes: el recuerdo del pasado, de la juventud, de los cambios, de rostros desaparecidos a los que echamos en falta esta noche. Nuestro viaje por la vida está jalonado de esos tristes recursos y, si tuviésemos que estar pensando en ellos todo momento, no encontraríamos el valor de acabar nuestra obra entre los vivos

There'll be bluebells blowing in salty sepulchres the night she signs her final tear.

drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas.

Rain has fallen all the day O come among the laden trees. The leaves lie thick upon the way Of memories. Staying a little by the way Of memories shall we depart. Come, my beloved, where I may Speak to your heart.

They lived and laughed and loved and left." ?James Joyce

She thanked them for their letters, promised that they would be archived at the Kennedy Library, and said all the usual niceties one might expect a widow in her position to say. Then she caught viewers off guard with an emotional and revealing statement. In the middle of her remarks, she paused and said: "All his bright light gone from the world.

My experience has been that grief and loss do not necessarily become more acceptable with time, and commitment to them is of no value to either the living or the dead.

I had seen a dawn like this one only twice in my life: once in Vietnam, when a Bouncing Betty had risen from the earth on a night trail and twisted its tentacles of light around my thighs, and years earlier outside of Franklin, Louisiana, when my father and I discovered the body of a labor organizer who had been crucified with sixteen-penny nails, ankle and wrist, against a barn wall. - Sunset Limited

I wasn't a criminal, but I was genuinely insane. My greatest enemy is sleep. I see the men and boys I killed many years ago in a foreign land, and I'm filled with sorrow. Have you had those experiences, sir? Please tell me that is indeed the case and that you wish to get them out of your life. Can you do that for me, sir?

Certain kinds of loss are forever. Not many people understand that.

IF YOU ARE a parent, you know the following to be true: Even though your child has grown into adulthood, you never see the man or the woman; you see only the little boy or the little girl.

he had kept encased in glass hanging from an

youth is its own narcotic, its impermanence our greatest worry and greatest loss. So why put on sackcloth and ashes over the memories we should guard like blue diamonds the rest of our lives?

But the past is the past, and you don't get it back.

How do you live with it, family and friends ask. The answer is I don't. When you lose your kid, the best you can hope for is a scar rather than an open wound. I feel I'm in a house of mirrors, and I want to break every one of them.

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FOR MA AND JADE, WHO LOVED A GOOD WHOPPER

I see us milling around our lockers in Tri-County High, laughing and joking and making plans for the weekend, whispering about girls and sex and other undiscovered territories, slapping five, talking cool, dreaming our pretty little high school dreams.

Sarah: Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever...

Pick a tree. I'll carve our initials into it. -Fang

This time I wouldn't forget him, because I couldn't ever forgive him - for breaking my heart twice.

I'm going to turn fifteen tomorrow, i said, warming to the idea. It's high time. I can't remember when i turned fourteen. (said by Max) If you get to be fifteen, then i get to be fifteen! Iggy sounded indignant. i looked at Fang. Wanna be fifteen? His smile melted me. Yeah.