Quotes About Memories

I grew up in Bedford, N.Y., and it was close enough to Jones Beach on Long Island that every summer my mother would pack the car for the day, and we would drive to the beach!

Talking about your home town is like talking about your own mother.

Nothing prepared me for the loss of my mother. Even knowing that she would die did not prepare me.

Really people only like the food that their mothers make.

To grow up with the loss of your mother is a scar that never goes away.

It's nice that you spend a day with your mother,' she said. "Children should do it more often.

I sang "O Holy Night" in a school choir. My mother came and listened to me and complimented me. So that was the high point. I cannot sing a note.

When death takes your mother, it steals that word forever.

My father's mother was from Liverpool and she had this very beautiful English china. I only wanted to drink my cocoa out of my grandmother's cup and saucer.

My mother gave me a ukulele at age eight, and I sang the popular tunes of the day.

My mother would take me to jazz concerts in the park and everybody was smoked out. She gave me the intro and then she forced me to play an instrument to keep me out of trouble.

My mother told me many stories about her childhood in Cuba. Living there had a profound impact on her and how she regards herself.

I envy my daughter's childhood.

My mother had a lot of parties when I was a child. There'd always be a moment when she would place me on the upright piano and have me sing Somewhere Over the Rainbow.

Grandmam came back from that distance in time that separates grandmothers from their grandchildren and made herself a mother to me.

Actually, my mother and Alfie came for three weeks' Christmas vacation and stayed for 21 years. I guess my mother never went back because she was lonely.

My mother always bought our birthday gifts.

The only show my mother could afford to take me to when I was growing up was 'Cats', for my birthday.

I remember the fact that milk was delivered every day by a milkman. In summer, my mother would make what now seem in my middle-aged imagination the most delicious iced milkshakes.

Never blame anyone in your life. Good people give you happiness. Bad people give you experience. Worst people give you a lesson. And best people give you memories.

Life is not just the passing of time. Life is the collection of experiences and their intensity.

You pile up enough tomorrows and you'll be left with nothing but a bunch of empty yesterdays. I don't know about you, but I'd like to make today worth remembering.

Life (and running) is not all about time but about our experiences along the way.

Life is a beautiful collection of temporary experiences. Treasure your unique collection, and enjoy sharing it with others.