Quotes About Memories

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

You can never go home again, but the truth is you can never leave home, so it's all right.

I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

There are days when I wonder why my mom couldn't be here to see this.

All the bad moments were converging, everything at once, like we couldn't hold them off anymore, as though there weren't enough good memories to keep the bad ones from winning.

Ve? dugo se u meni miješa vrijeme i prostor, pa ne znam gdje sam, ni kad se to desilo što mislim. Ne postoje granice, kao u pustinji, kao na nebu, i sje?anja mirno prelaze, smještaju?i se ondje gdje im je zgodnije. Li?e na oblake, svejedno im je gdje su, svejedno im je kad nastanu i kad nestanu. To mi ne smeta, ?ak je ugodno: ne osje?am potrebu da išta razrješavam.

I'm slowly becoming a repository for decomposing sorrows, regrets, ignored injustice, and forgotten promises. I can still feel its stench. But when I get accustomed to it, I will call it experience.

Hiljadu ne?ijih sre?nih ?asaka bi?e kao ovaj, ali ovaj nikada više. Hiljadu tu?ih ljubavi bi?e kao ova, ali ova nikad više.

Hiljadu ne?ijih sre?nih ?asaka bi?e kao ovaj, ali ovaj nikada više. Hiljadu tu?ih ljubavi bi?e kao ova, ali ova nikada više. Nikada: jedina kona?nost.

I guess it's their friend time?

A boldogság a legrosszabb. Vannak napok, amikor nem tudom rávenni magam az emlékezésre. De a múlt egyetlen apró részletét sem hagyom elveszni.

Puedo ver que las relaciones pasadas dejan un destello a su paso, una estela de luz irregular que no desaparece cuando la gente se separa.

The feeling of the cold water and the hot sun and having the river just flow over your skin like a dolphin wasn't something I had enough words to describe but was the kind of feeling you never forget. I

But clearly life took people and shook them around until finally they were unrecognizable even to those who had once known them well. Still, there was power in once having known someone.

She missed his young, vulnerable, ownable self. You never knew when you were lifting your child for the last time; it might seem like just a regular time, when it was taking place, but later, looking back, it would turn out to have been the last.

But later on, having met in childhood can turn out to have been the worst thing, because you and your friends might have nothing to say to each other anymore, except, 'Wasn't it funny that time in tenth grade

The food was bad but the conversation was vigorous as they sat and talked about many of the campers

Sometimes you think people will be around forever, and then you lose them with no warning at all.

Boys can't seem to help but leave marks; they scatter them as carelessly as pebbles in a pond.

Who could say why a family decided to have a certain style, to tell the jokes it did, to put up its particular refrigerator magnets?

people could not get enough of what they'd lost, even if they no longer really wanted it.

here I was: shouting compliments about Joe through the mayonnaise-colored living room of my childhood and hoping I would start to believe them.

as we sat in a dining room drinking martinis from big frozen glasses whose shape reminded me of the inverted, shellacked straw hats of the cyclo drivers.

It was the best night ever. And they hadn't talked about any of it since.