Quotes About Memories

Don't know if a dog - or a man, either - ever gets to the place where he can forget as well as forgive, but enough miracles have come my way lately to make me think that this could happen, too.

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Caroline did not ask the boys if they were thinking about the time she threw their mother's chocolate chiffon cake in the river because she thought it was a trick. And the Hatfords certainly did not say anything to the girls about what they had done to Mrs. Malloy's pumpkin chiffon pie that the girls had delivered at their mother's instruction. Both mothers seemed to take to chiffon, that was certain.

home lies in the things you carry with you everywhere and not the ones that tie you down.

We've all lost something along the way.

Terry remembered a summer two or three years ago when there had been a plague of luna moths (...) One night Ghost has mused aloud that to the bats, the moths' blood must taste like crème de la menthe.

Ma non era solo questo: come se un argine fosse franato, proprio in quell'ora in cui ogni minaccia sembrava venire meno, in cui la speranza di un ritorno alla vita cessava di essere pazzesca ero sopraffatto da un dolore nuovo e più vasto, prima sepolto ai margini della coscienza da altri più urgenti dolori: il dolore dell'esilio, della casa lontana, della solitudine, degli amici perduti, della giovinezza perduta, e dello stuolo di cadaveri intorno

Laughing together, the three of them headed downstairs to lunch.

That was my costume for the past five years. A hobo. Actually, it wasn't much of a costume. I wore one of Dad's baggy old suits with patches on the pants. Mom rubbed charcoal on my face to make me look dirty. And I carried a knapsack on a fishing pole over my shoulder. Bor-ring!

I had a camera. My parents had given me a really good camera last Christmas.

Because what Miranda represents . . . it's dead, as dead to me as Gwen's marriage is to her. I tell myself that, even as I recognize that Melvin's ghost has never stopped haunting either one of us. Dead doesn't mean gone.

Nostalgia is for normal people.

This is a day he will remember: a good day. It's one of those memories that will pave the way to better things for him.

This is the graveyard where they buried our future.

Nightmares aren't frightening once you wake up. Memories are.

Nothing like Rome, boy. Gets us all the first time." "And every time after.

You, Monica said, leaning over her, really pissed me off, fish. I don't forget things like that. Neither does my boyfriend. Brandon? Claire wheezed. Jeez, at least get one with a pulse!

You know, sweetheart, the thing I most regret is that we never got to have that house by the lake that you and I talked about so often. It sounds like paradise, doesn't it? I can almost see it, you sitting on the porch in the moonlight, watching the lake at night. That image gives me peace. I hope you're not sharing it with anyone else but me.

Nightmares are not terrifying once you are wake up. Memories are.

how she'd had a cat named Frodo

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart.

I had a hard time picturing my father in high school. My father never gave any indication that he'd once been young. Gem, on the other hand, wore all of the ages she'd ever been at the same time. I could trust that.

I'm going to miss you, too," she said. And then she slipped out of the moment, slipped out of the us, by adding, "I'm going to miss everyone.

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart. There's no getting over that." My