Quotes About Memories

In a way I couldn't believe I'd carried a torch for her this far - I should have used it to set fire to her years ago.

Heroes get remembered, but legends never die.

You will only be remembered for two things: the problems you solve, or the ones you create.

My dad loved to laugh. He was very funny and very silly.

My Dad was from Liverpool, and he picked it up in the army. He'd often come out with this stuff.

I grew up in Toronto and as long as I can remember, as long as there was cable, even those old cable boxes that were wired to the TV, there have been Bollywood movies on Toronto TV.

My dad sold encyclopedias and my mom worked in a factory office.

My parents still treat Christmas like I'm thirteen years old.

Az utolsó öröm éppen olyan édes, mint valaha régen az els? lehetett.

The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return.

Now one day, maybe I can forgive John Andersen for what he done to these trees, but I ain't gonna forget it. I figure forgiving is not letting something nag at you—rotting you out.

I have four shelves covered with journals that I've written. Dad and I are writing songs together. I've probably written 100 songs.

I am so excited to let fans in on how important my relationship with my family is to me. I hope to motivate mothers and daughters to build lifetimes of memories together and inspire kids around the world to live their dreams.

Time goes too fast. Come home.

In Hungary, in Szentendre, there is a cafe they call Nostalgia. They serve coffee with cinnamon there, and I seem to be having cinnamon in my coffee more and more often.

Ponekad davna prole?a, puna toplote i mirisa, procvetaju još jednom u nama. I mi ih pronosimo kroz sadašnju zimu štite?i ih prsima. A onda, jednoga dana, ta davna prole?a po?nu štititi naša prsa od mraza kad se na?emo s one strane prozora na kojoj mraz nije samo slika. (...) Zamisli sada, u ovoj zimi, dva takva prole?a što se dodiruju kao dve livade mirisama. Eto šta nam je potrebno umesto ogrta?a.

Memories are doing funny things to us.

She's sorting out our library, her book, my book, and now and again we exchange a touch for old times

Nostalgia is longing for a place you'd never move back to.

It was not Hansu that she missed, or even Isak. What she was seeing again in her dreams was her youth, her beginning, and her wishes--so this is how she became a woman.

The people you loved, they were always there with you, she had learned.

It was not Hansu that she missed, or even Isak. What she was seeing in her dreams was her youth, her beginning, and her wishes—so this was how she became a woman. Without Hansu and Isak and Noa, there wouldn't have been this pilgrimage to this land. Beyond the dailiness, there had been moments of shimmering beauty and some glory, too, even in this ajumma's life. Even if no one knew, it was true.

The people you loved, they were always there with you. - Pachinko, Book III - Chapter 21

There was consolation: The people you loved, they were always there with you, she had learned.