Quotes About Memories

Family photo albums are so powerful in that they make kids feel valued, cherished and respected.

Memories are beautiful things, Boy. When the person that ya loved is gone, when the happy time is over, then ya've still got yer memories. Thank God fear this special gift of His that let's ya sorta live yer experiences again and again. S'pose there ain't no price one would settle on fear the worth of memories

Memories were not always pleasant, she decided. Memories could bring pain, too. She

It was Gramps' turn now. He took his time and

Treasure the moments, her heart whispered. If you don't learn to treasure the moments, you'll never be able to treasure the memories.

taking several short trips in a year is likely to give you more peak experiences—and grateful memories—than one long but unremarkable vacation.

HUNTER SHOT HIMSELF in the head at Owl Farm. I don't remember what time of day it was or who told me, just the old leather chair I was sitting in when I heard the news.

With Janis, there was a lot of hurt.

Pettureilla ei pitäisi olla perhettä, sillä lapset muistavat aina - tai saavat tietää.

Stories keep memories alive and people real to us.

But if you've got a bagful of stories it means you've led a rich life, and I'm way behind on that count.

I will never say no to viewing my friends' vacation photos, primarily because one of our tacit promises when we travel is that we'll bring back a good story—of our heightened state of living and the exaggerated adventures that befell us—and hope to let others live vicariously through it.

I was in '78 recently, he announced. I brought you this. He handed me a single by the Beatles. I didn't recognize the title. Didn't they split in '70? Not always. How are things?

I collect ex-boyfriends -- and more than five, at last count.

We remember David and Catriona Balfour as friends, colleagues, worthy members of our calling, protagonists in Kidnapped and Catriona and for all the booksploring they did— especially finding a way into Barchester, for which we will always be grateful.

seguimos charlando y riéndonos con esa risa floja que le da a la gente en los entierros o sitios así

New Year's Eve, where auld acquaintance be forgot. Unless, of course, those tests come back positive.

Memories lurk like dustballs in the backs of drawers. The stereo is a special model that plays only music fraught with poignant associations.

The sound of the tumblers in the locks of your apartment door puts you in mind of dungeons. The place is haunted. Just this morning you found a makeup brush beside the toilet. Memories lurk like dustballs at the backs of drawers. The stereo is a special model that plays only music fraught with poignant associations.

When we were growing up, Cooper Island was our whole world." "And then we went out into a much bigger world, so the island and everything on it now seem smaller in comparison.

You don't forget nightmares, but when they've been exposed to enough sunlight, they fade.

Like the raindrops falling outside, one by one they fill the gaps until the memories pool together and flood through me.

You go to grab your moments and squeeze them dry. Enjoy them while you're having them. Then remember and enjoy them all over again in your memory. And try to have more good ones than bad ones —- or at least remember more of the good ones.

Now the Spirit of the Cave Lion wants me to leave." She looked up at the tall man beside her. "Do you think we'll ever come back?" "No," he said. There was a hollow ring to his voice. He was looking in the small cave, but he was seeing another place and another time. "Even if you go back to the same place, it's not the same.