Quotes About Memories

Summertime, I think, is a collective unconscious. We all remember the notes that made up the song of the ice cream man; we all know what it feels like to brand our thighs on a playground slide that's heated up like a knife in a fire; we all have lain on our backs with our eyes closed and our hearts beating across the surface of our lids, hoping that this day will stretch just a little longer than the last one, when in fact it's all going in the other direction.

You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.

When you lose someone you love, there is a tear in the fabric of the universe. It's the scar you feel for, the flaw you can't stop seeing. It's the tender place that won't bear weight. It's a void.

One of the most amazing things about elephants mourning in the wild is their ability to grieve hard, but then truly, unequivocally, let go. Humans can't seem to do that. I've always thought it's because of religion. We expect to see our loved ones again in the next life, whatever that might be. Elephants don't have that hope, only the memories of this life. Maybe that's why it is easier for them to move on.

She thought of death like the seam of a hem: each time you lose someone close, it unraveled a little. You could still go along with your life, but you'd be forever tripping over something you previously took for granted.

It made me think of my mother, when she made her pie crusts. She'd prick little holes all over the place. So it can breath, she said. I was just breathing. I closed my eyes, anticipating each cut, feeling that wash of relief when it was done.

There are all sorts of losses people suffer—from the small to the large. You can lose your keys, your glasses, your virginity. You can lose your head, you can lose your heart, you can lose your mind. You can relinquish your home to move into assisted living, or have a child move overseas, or see a spouse vanish into dementia. Loss is more than just death, and grief is the gray shape-shifter of emotion.

There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that pooled like acid in her stomach because her heart no longer knew what to do with them.

I think...she said finally, that all of us have got our ghosts.

But even if every house looked identical-if all the furnishings were the same- it still wouldn't feel like yours. That's because home isn't where you are. It's who you're with.

For someone who can't remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can't forget.

I know that the first person I kissed won't be nearly as important as the last person I kiss.

Every life has a soundtrack.

It would be sad if my best work had been 20 years ago and now I only had memories.

I'm so happy I grew up in a time where we played hide and seek and played on the street with friends rather than playing on an iPad all day.

What a day it has been.. When I look back to it, I can say: This was one hell of a crazy thing that I did in my life...Kids, this is my life.

I keep myself busy with the things I do. But in every moment when I pause, I still think of you.

If TEARS could build a stairway and MEMORIES a lane, I would walk right up to HEAVEN and bring you home again.

You may not be with us in close proximity but in our hearts you are, like you had always been and forever and ever will be.

Congratulations and thanks for letting us be part of your special day.

Congratulations, may your wedding day be filled with beautiful memories and your new life together be filled with joy.

I want to keep you forever, safe and happy. I want to grow old with you and reminisce the past with you. I love you and more.

Thanks for all those wonderful years and the wonderful memories you have given me. Happy Weeding anniversary yo my sweetheart!

Here's hoping that your special day. Will be more 'happy ever after' With all the joys of friendship, Love, fun and laughter.