Quotes About Memories

To lose a brother is to lose someone with whom you can share the experience of growing old, who is supposed to bring you a sister-in-law and nieces and nephews, creatures who people the tree of your life and give it new branches. To lose your father is to lose the one whose guidance and help you seek, who supports you like a tree trunk supports its branches. To lose your mother, well, that is like losing the sun above you. It is like losing--I'm sorry, I would rather not go on.

Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are nightmares mostly, but nightmares tinged with love. Such is the strangeness of the human heart.

Elleri yüzlere ye?lerim. Yüzler, ?imdiki zamanla ?i?mi?, aptal, yabanc?d?rlar, an?lar?yla hiç uzla?amazlar ama ellerin resmi, hemen hemen dinsel, uzun sureli bir görgüleri var ve tarafs?z bir içtenlikleri. Kan?t?: aynaya hiç bakmazlar. Bak??lar?n? ve duru?lar?n? hiç hesaplamazlar.

we are the whole life that we have lived, its highs and lows, its fortunes and its hardships; we are the sum of the ghosts that haunt us...

It had its moments," I said. "I'll be damned if it didn't have its moments.

I sometimes think the past is a dangerous place to go looking for happiness," said the Indian man sitting next to Serena.

The wedding ring on my left hand was bought by my grandfather, Samuel Miliband, in Brussels in 1920. I never knew him, as he died when I was one. But his ring was kept by my aunt until it was placed on my finger by my wife Louise 32 years later.

My memories are of my dad taking me to football on Saturday mornings, and my mum taking me swimming. Those are the things I remember from my childhood, not sitting around the table debating capitalism and the profit squeeze.

The first time I rode a bike I was four or five. I crashed into the back of a car.

Except that it was no more home, just the place where he had grown up, and that first day back, touring the once familiar places only made him realize that he had already lived close to half his life.

One world moved on, the next came to life around you, and before you knew it, things that had been normal and accepted were nothing more than late-night reruns and memories to be shared over a beer.

Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today; and I'll always remember it

Do you miss her?' 'Who? Emma? Of course. Every day. She was my best friend.

And it was at moments like this that she had to remind herself that she was in love with him, or had once been in love with him, a long time ago.

Whatever happens tomorrow, we've had today.

He wanted to live life in such a way that if a photograph were taken at random, it would be a cool photograph. Things should look right. Fun; there should be a lot of fun and no more sadness than absolutely necessary.

Of course, after nearly a quarter of a century, the questions about our distant pasts have all been posed and we're left with 'how was your day?' and 'when will you be home?' and 'have you put the bins out?' Our biographies involve each other so intrinsically now that we're both on nearly every page. We know the answers because we were there, and so curiosity becomes hard to maintain; replaced, I suppose, by nostalgia.

perhaps grief is as much regret for what we have never had as sorrow for what we have lost.

Why can't you just love me? Why can't you just be in love with me? You were once, weren't you? In the beginning?

The early days of any relationship are punctuated with a series of firsts - first sight, first words, first laugh, first kiss, first nudity, etc., with these shared landmarks becoming more widely spaced and innocuous as days turn to years, until eventually you're left with first visit to a National Trust property or some such.

Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today. I'll always remember it

To be honest, I don't think you deserved her, but I don't think any of us deserved her really. She was always going to be the smartest, kindest, funniest, loyalest person we would ever meet, and the fact of her not being here well it just isn't right

Whatever happens tomorrow, we had today.

She was always going to be the smartest, kindest, funniest, loyalest person we would ever meet, and the fact of her not being here well it just isn't right