Quotes About Memories

I don't want any more children," said Carmel. "I just want to go back in time to when everything was beginning. Pregnancies are the ultimate beginnings.

Finally, little by little, the vise around her chest loosened its grip enough for her to breathe again. It never went away completely. She'd accepted that a long time ago. She'd die with the clamp of grief still wrapped around her chest. She didn't want it to go away. That would be like Janie had never existed.

You forgot about the house, you forgot about the ring. I remember everything, I just wanna hear you sing. I remember the love, right after the fights. You cant tell me you dont remember those nights. and if I would cry, then you would cry twice. To me you are the brightest star under sunlight. See take away my title, take away my stripes. You give me back my girl and you give me back my life. Give me back my girl and you give me back my life.

When them Niggas Left Eye[I] It Got A Lil Bit Chilli[TLC], But I Just Let It Burn[Usher] Like The End Of A Philly.

I know you prolly wish you never met me, but I just hope you never forget me.

And I know you probably wish you never met me, and I just wish you never forget me.

these were the experiences I wanted my son to remember. The mother I wanted him to know. The mother I wanted to be.

That's the funny thing about old hurts- they just wait for new heartache to come along and then show up, just as sharp and horrible as the first day you woke up with the world changed all around you.

Other dads actually sat at the dinner table. Mine left me a fifty and a reminder to do my goddamn katas.

The only place their voices were left was in my head. It was better than being alone but it was so, so lonely.

No matter how much time goes by, missing someone never gets any better. You just learn to work around it.

It is a mark of many famous people that they cannot part with their brightest hour.

I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress.

My dad knows how to tell a story. He'd make me laugh by doing all the different voices.

He smelled of cigarettes and whiskey, the smell of Cambridge and youth.

I look back on those days and it feels gluttonous, all that time and love and life ahead, no bees in my body and my mother on the other end of the line.

Becca, though, I married. I don't know how other people do it, not stay with the girl whose ankle socks made your stomach flip at age fourteen, whose wet hair smells like your past—the girl who was with you the very moment you were introduced to happiness.

It's not here anymore," he said. "What?" "What happened." "Then where is it?" "It's gone. It's over. You can't find it, stroke it, coo over it. Time has stolen it away like it fucking steals everything. In rare instances, like yours, that can be a good thing.

For me and my true love will never meet again By the bonnie bonnie banks of Loch Lomond.

Jag gråter aldrig över Paco. De där två åren med honom tynger mig inte. Vi övergick från franska till en sorts blandning av den katalanska och den kastilianska som han lärt mig, och jag undrar om det är en del av anledningen till att jag inte saknar honom, eftersom allt vi någonsin sa till varandra var på språk jag har börjat glömma bort

I look back on those days and it feels gluttonous, all that time and love and life ahead ...

Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.

La cucina bears the scents of its past, and every event in its history is recorded with an olfactory memorandum. Here vanilla, coffee, nutmeg, and confidences; there the milky-sweet smell of babies, old leather, sheep's cheese, and violets. In the corner by the larder hangs the stale tobacco smell of old age and death, while the salty scent of lust and satiation clings to the air by the cellar steps along with the aroma of soap, garlic, beeswax, lavender, jealousy, and disappointment.

The passion fades, the remorse is eternal.