Quotes About Memories

Con el tiempo he descubierto que lo que dicen del pasado, que es posible enterrarlo, no es cierto. Por que el pasado se abre paso a zarpazos.

I rolled him over so he faced me. He felt light as a dream. I placed a kiss on his dry, cracked lips. I put a pillow between his face and my chest and reached for the back of his head. I held him against me in a long, tight embrace.

but it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.

En ce jour où, pendant qu'ils regardaient un vieux film, Lemar lui a demandé s'il était déjà né quand le monde était en noir et blanc.

This fragile, trembling little glimpse of how it could have been between us. All it will beget is regret, I tell myself, and what good is regret? It brings back nothing. What we have lost is irretrievable.

big hazel eyes...she had this laugh... I can still hear it sometimes.

Biarkan aku meringankan bebanmu: Tak ada satu pun dalam kenanganmu tentang Kabul yang bertahan. Yang terbaik adalah melupakan semuanya.

What he yearned for was his old life. What

And the Mountains Echoed BY KHALED HOSSEINI

Sang div menggeram dan mengetuk-ngetuk dagu. Aku pernah mengambil banyak anak dari banyak ayh, katanya.

Ojalá recordaras las calles atestadas, con aquel olor a kibbeh frito, y los paseos que dábamos al atardecer con tu madre por la plaza de la Torre del Reloj.

Intotdeauna e mai dureros sa ai si sa pierzi, decat sa nu fi avut deloc.

it's wrong what they say about the past, I've learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out.

Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins. If for nothing else, for that, I embraced America.   T

Kabulul devenise pentru mine un oraÈ™ al fantomelor. Un oraÈ™ al fantomelor cu buze de iepure. America era diferit?. America era un fluviu impetuos, nep?s?tor cu trecutul. Puteam s? m? scufund în fluviul ?sta, s?-mi las p?catele s? se înece la fund, s? las apele s? m? duc? undeva, departe. Undeva unde nu sunt nici fantome, nici amintiri, nici p?cate. Chiar È™i numai pentru asta, am adoptat America.

She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

Idris thinks longingly of when they were small and helpless, so wholly dependent on him.

Pentru tine aÈ™ face-o È™i de o mie de ori! a zis. Apoi mi-a zâmbit cu zâmbetul lui de Hassan È™i a disp?rut dup? colÈ›. Nu aveam s?-i mai v?d zâmbetul neruÈ™inat, decât dou?zeci È™i È™ase de ani mai târziu, într-o fotografie È™tears?, f?cut? cu un Polaroid.

He remembers how terrified Zabi was of manholes when he was little, walking wide, clumsy circles around them.

Insa Maya continua sa poarte negru pentru ca exista un fel de doliu care nu se termina niciodata. Dupa cum exista si sentimente si amintiri care nu se sterg niciodata. Doar se estompeaza cu timpul. Nu mai incerca sa scape de trecut, din moment ce acesta era fundamentul pe care se ridicau prezentul si viitorul.

Mungkin aku berdiri di tempat itu kurang dari sepuluh menit, namun, hingga hari ini, aku merasa bahwa menit-menit yang berlalu pada saat itu adalah menit-menit yang terpanjang dalam hidupku. Detik-detik berjalan dengan sangat lambat, jedanya bagaikan seumur hidup. Udara terasa berat, lembab, hampir-hampir padat. Aku bernapas menghirup bata. Baba terus menatapku, dan tidak menawarkan diri untuk membaca ceritaku.

The cuts stung and didn't heal for a couple of weeks, but I didn't mind. They were reminders of a beloved season that had once again passed to quickly.

thought, She's your wife. My mother, we buried. But he knew to stifle those words before they came