Quotes About Memories

It was Calzas who told me that your life is a road along which you leave many markers - points in time and places on the map. The ones in time you can only revisit in your mind, and they never change. The places can be revisited firsthand, but they're constantly changing. To keep a place the same, he said, you can no longer return to it - and then it becomes a point in time.

At Christmas, 'It's a Wonderful Life' makes me cry in exactly the same places every time, even though I know it's coming.

It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.

Our lives can't be measured by our final years, of this I am sure.

In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I'll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.

I think it happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. And so you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.

She was my dream. She made me who I am, and holding her in my arms was more natural to me than my own heartbeat. I think about her all the time. Even now, when I'm sitting here, I think about her. There could never have been another.

There's no love like the first.

We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

We fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did, something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has only happened once, and that's why every minute we spent together has been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.

It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.

Time keeps no measure when true friends are parted, No record day by day the sands move not for those who, loyal-hearted, friendship's firm laws obey.

TO LOSE SOMEONE YOU REALLY LOVE / IS HARD BEYOND BELIEF / YOUR HEART COMES CLOSE TO BREAKING POINT / AND NO ONE KNOWS THE GRIEF / MANY TIMES I'VE THOUGHT OF YOU / AND MANY TIMES I'VE CRIED / IF MY LOVE COULD HAVE SAVED YOU / YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE DIED.

When people die, we choose to forget the arguments. We wipe out the slights and the injustices. We turn our dead into saints and that clearly doesn't make the grieving process any easier.

If loving someone was reason enough to be able to stick around, then I'd still be there beside you. And if love was ever enough to save someone's life, then yours would have saved me, too. Because no one ever gave it more easily, or more generously, than you did.

This wave of nostalgia which constantly reminds us that we can never go home again.

Sentimental music has this great way of taking you back somewhere at the same time that it takes you forward, so you feel nostagic and hopeful all at the same time.

Looking back on my childhood now, there's a sort of glow to my reminiscences. It's like my memory has blocked out most of the bad stuff. I just remember all those glorious sunny days and good times. You need to have good memories from your past. You never know when you're going to have to depend on those memories just to see you through a bad patch in your adult life.

I still find the most affecting moment on the whole record is where the last notes fade out and Rick introduces a wistful rubato line, on high notes, from 'See Emily Play'.

Regrettably these tapes still exist.

Rick played trumpet as a schoolboy, and always maintained that he played the piano before he could walk… but would then add that he didn't walk until he was ten.

You listen to a piece of music and it will remind you of something - it might make you happy, it might make you sad, but it is very emotive. And I think that Duran Duran have always understood that.

The older you get, the more you live with ghosts.

What was it like to be in love – and then to have that love taken away? Was it like losing a TARDIS? Was it like losing a friend?