Quotes About Memories

American pop group N'SYNC's. I listened to it endlessly in my dad's car. This also made me wanna be a singer.

Of all the cars I've owned, I'd like still to have the Ferrari, the Porsche, the Alfa, the Lancia, the MG-TCs and the Fiat 850, but mostly I miss my Mini Moke.

Whenever I have bid a hasty goodbye to a loved one, I've always made sure that my record collection was safely stored away in the boot of the car.

... I looked through the car's rear window for a final wave, and it felt like someone had invaded my chest and squeezed all the juice out of my heart until it was a tiny dry sponge.

The first car I bought was the most beautiful car I've ever seen. It was secondhand, but I parked it outside of my hotel the day I got it. I sat up all night, just lookin' at it.

When I was a kid I got busted for throwing a rock through a car window and egging a house on halloween.

All those years and their moments— Crackling bacon, slamming car doors, Poems tried out on friends, Will be one more archive, One more shaky text.

You walked out of my dreams and into my car.

I like Stevie Wonder. I usually wind up playing the same old tapes in the car.

I listen to tapes a lot. I have a car that only (has a cassette player). I like the nostalgic factor.

I used to let the olde english 8- suds bubble in the last car of the Franklin Avenue shuttle

I grew up listening to Frank Sinatra, riding in the car with my grandpa, and I was just intrigued by it.

I think sitting in the car with your parents and listening to music is an essential to growing up.

Cars are like rolling diaries, metal and plastic and paint tableaux of the last ten years of their drivers' lives ... every dent, every drooping slice of chrome, has a story behind it.

My first car was a 1986 Toyota pickup.

I never cast a flower away, A gift of one who car'd for me; A flower--a faded flower, But it was done reluctantly.

My dad always played Anne Murray in the car on the way to the dump when I was a kid.

I'm still that little girl who lisped and sat in the back of the car and threw vegetables at the back of her head when we drove home from the market. That never goes.

My dad died when I was 23. His death was sudden and shocking - the result of a car crash - and I never got to say goodbye.

Your birthday is a special day, May it bring you love and cheer It gives a chance for me to say, Happy birthday every year

All of us collect fortunes when we are children. A fortune of colors, of lights, and darkness, of movement, of tensions. Some of us have the fantastic chance to go back to his fortune when grown up.

Time and the universe lie around in our minds. We are sleeping histories of the world.

She saw the shadows of her children, young again, playing on that tree. And now to be here with him. You cross your own path.

Charlotte misses her books. Her familiar walls, lined with language.