Quotes About Memories

The other night while lying on a couch I reviewed the high point of my life and fell asleep!

Regret is the sound of the ghosts of our own making. I will live with mine until I die.

Poet: gardener of epitaphs.

I used to do horseback riding in the South, and it was just things I'd be pasting. I think my diaries was just an infantile desire to record things. I liked saving things instead of writing.

Who recollects distinctly his past adventures, knows his destiny to come.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

Memories have huge staying power, but like dreams, they thrive in the dark, surviving for decades in the deep waters of our minds like shipwrecks on the sea bed.

Souls and memories can do strange things during trance.

Don't ever let your memories be bigger than your dreams.

When your memories exceed your dreams, the end is near.

The mind, as you age, Is an artist, it seems. Monet paints your mem'ries, Picasso your dreams.

Hometown is like my quilts. Sometimes when you are in sweet dreams, you don't feel it's comfortable.

In the town of broken dreams the streets are filled with regret, maybe down in lonesome town I can learn to forget.

I urge you to pursue preserving your personal history to allow your children and grandchildren to know who you were as a child and what your hopes and dreams were.

If you'd listen, even for a little while I'd be pleased Remember, once more we were born into this world crying. Your dreams and hopes for tomorrow are all in this world.

Our dreams must be stronger than our memories.

What are we after all our dreams, after all our memories?

Grace, who haunted my thoughts when I couldn't dream

Is it possible to have memories from the future? Yes, it is! Just dream about the future and these dreams will take their places on your memories, they will be your memories from the future!

Not all the truths are told, dreams are shattered, words are unspoken, memories are haunting but the imagination is still fighting to settle down.

In my restless dreams, I see that town.Silent Hill.

At least when I'm sleeping I can dream myself back to Alex, can dream myself into a different world.

They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.

You will never say goodbye to the past, until you understand why the flashbacks haunt you.