Quotes About Memories

You do? When I was your age, all I had was a girl problem.

I think I had kind of an advantage. When I was growing up, my dad had just got out of jail and he had a great record collection. He had - it was all - these were the songs. So I heard a lot of these songs, like, my whole life, so for me it was easy. I already knew what I was going to sing.

My mom and dad played this music all the time when I was growing up, so to me songs by Jerry Lee and Fats Domino are the classics, they're the best songs ever.

We have a piano in this house that exists solely for the purpose of supporting her photograph.

She remembered something that am old boyfriend had said to her. One that she didn't want to let go of at the time. One person can't be happy enough for the both of us

Nothing sorts out memories from ordinary moments. It is only later that they claim remembrance, when they show their scars.

He liked the fragility of those moments suspended in time. Those memories whose only function is to leave just a trace in memory.

Nothing distinguishes memories from ordinary moments, only later do they make themselves known, from their scars.

I am an obsessive garage cleaner - my wife and the neighbors make fun of me. I remember that my father was the same way, and now when I'm out there unearthing things in the garage, I realize I am becoming my dad!

There are times in people's lives when a significant event occurs and they're not aware of it—the last time you pick up a son before he's too heavy, the final kiss of a marriage gone bad, the view of a beloved landscape you'll never see again. Weeks later, I realized those were Dad's last words to me.

For me growing up, Christmas time was always the most fantastic, exciting time of year, and you'd stay up until three in the morning. You'd hear the parents wrapping in the other room but you knew that also, maybe, they were in collusion with Santa Claus.

For me, fragrances are very - one of these beautiful art forms that bring about a whole host of things. It's what you want to smell like, it's memories that make you smile or are resonant of times in your life, it can remind you of music. If you're a lover of scent, it's a very kind of particular and evocative thing.

Establish rituals. Develop your own unique rituals. In my home, we collect all of the photos friends send to us as Christmas cards in a special prayer box, and every night we take out one photo and pray for that family.

No one ever really dies as long as they took the time to leave us with fond memories.

I dreamt of Eric, in his Filas, chilling against his sister's car. Then I dreamt of him on the ground, wanting to talk, but with nothing left to say.

A young couple leaving the O'Farrell Theater caught his eye, making him feel a warm, gentle nostalgia for his lover's lane phase.

One of the places where we lived when I was growing up had this big wood out the back. And starting when I was about 8, I used to enjoy just walking alone through the wood late. Eleven p.m. Midnight. Later.

Simon aurait détesté revoir Paris à 18 h 07. On a ses heures noires. Simon c'était six heures du soir.

people who matter in our lives stay with us, haunting our most ordinary moments. They're with us in the grocery store, as we turn a corner, chat with a friend. They rise up through the pavement; we absorb them through our soles.

Every person you've ever cared about, and every place you've ever loved, is one of these shells. You're the thread that ties them together," she'd said, touching Mathinna's cheek. "You carry the people and places you cherish with you. Remember that and you will never be lonely, child.

It's painful to hold out hope for the things that once brought you joy. You have to find ways to make yourself forget.

It is a terrible thing to find the love of your life.... You know too well what you're missing when it's gone.

people who matter in our lives stay with us, haunting our most ordinary moments.

And even if she loses the charms, she thinks, they'll always be a part of her. The things that matter stay with you, seep into your skin. People get tattoos to have a permanent reminder of things they love or believe or fear, but though she'll never regret the turtle, she has no need to ink her flesh again to remember the past. She had not known the markings would be etched so deep.