Quotes About Memories

la nostalgia no es un sentimiento estético, ni siquiera está ligada al recuerdo de la felicidad, se siente nostalgia de un lugar simplemente porque uno ha vivido allí, poco importa si bien o mal, el pasado siempre es bonito, y también el futuro, sólo duele el presente y cargamos con él como un absceso de sufrimiento que nos acompaña entre dos infinitos de apacible felicidad.

He doesn't know it yet, but the infinity of childhood is brief.

le passé est toujours beau, et le futur aussi d'ailleurs, il n'y a que le présent qui fasse mal, qu'on transporte avec soi comme un abcès de souffrance qui vous accompagne entre deux infinis de bonheur paisible.

nostalgia has nothing to do with aesthetics, it's not even connected to happy memories. We feel nostalgia for a place simply because we've lived there; whether we lived well or badly scarcely matters.

He doesn't know it yet, but the infinity of childhood is brief.

Love is not a matter of counting the years . . . But making the years count.

He had been a shy, affectionate child to whom Céleste fed Milo straight from the tin. Sometimes she tortured him, singing, 'Dominiquenique-nique…' while slitting her eyes until his chin shook.

How do we live in this world where friends disappear for years and years and reappear as if nothing has happened?

I don't really remember a time younger than 5 years old that I didn't have skates on because all I can remember is every day, tying up my skates and a big smile on my face, excited to go on the ice.

I have extracted some joy from them, after all, because I have relived my life, in the memories. The second time around you can savour in your mouth the really good times and you can spit out the bad times, with the knowledge that better times succeeded them. Perhaps this second life was better than the first one, because I can enjoy the laughter a second time, and I no longer feel the pains.

This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.

History will remember this," she says. "I do not need to.

And once we die, what we leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others. [Pericles]

memoirs are not open doors into another person's house. They are more like broken windows, with the owner trying to explain away all of the damage.

death is quick. What is important is the happiness that came before it.

Yes, they have. And once we die, what we leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others." "Pericles.

It was her street, her neighborhood, her life. She knew that someday in the future it would not be hers anymore. But she would remember it, she would treasure it, she would miss it. She would hold it in her heart. She knew that someday she would look back at this very moment and miss it....Never had life seemed more beautiful and more sad.

John Lee Hooker became a friend of mine and I love all of his work. He was truly an icon. He lived the life. I miss him.

The past is a great place and I don't want to erase it or to regret it, but I don't want to be its prisoner either.

People love talking about when they were young and heard Honky Tonk Women for the first time. It's quite a heavy load to carry on your shoulders, the memories of so many people.

in silence we all shared the same sorrow and memories.

A new wound makes all the old ones ache again.

If you must reread old love letters, better pick a room without mirrors.

There is always some specific moment when we realize our youth is gone; but years after, we know it was much later.