Quotes About Memories

Live today the way you want to be remembered tomorrow.

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Ghosts are common to the life of any child:mine just happened to come to dinner more often than most

You will never disappear," I said. "Even if it may feel like you have at some point. We're going to remain a part of each other's lives for much longer than we think. There's nothing we can say or do to change that.

In un momento Sono sfiorite le rose I petali caduti Perché io non potevo dimenticare le rose Le cercavamo insieme Abbiamo trovato delle rose Erano le sue rose erano le mie rose Questo viaggio chiamavamo amore Col nostro sangue e colle nostre lagrime facevamo le rose Che brillavano un momento al sole del mattino Le abbiamo sfiorite sotto il sole tra i rovi Le rose che non erano le nostre rose Le mie rose le sue rose P. S. E così dimenticammo le rose.

Nu hield ik erg van groot en zacht, dat doe ik nog. Ik ging trouw naar bed met een vossebont dat vreselijk verhaarde en kleine glimmende kraaloogjes had. Het is tot nu toe mijn grootste liefde gebleven, samen met de geelgerande watertor, een half jaar gehouden in een zinken emmer, toen ging hij dood; en wellicht die poedel gekocht bij de dames Heuvel van de speelgoedwinkel, zelf uitgezocht, ja, ik had goede ouders.

I realize now that the reason we often feel so bad about change is because of all those beautiful things that happen in our lives. I mean, I can't remember ever feeling sad about many things other than a great memory. I believe in contentment and love and laughter. I believe when we fear for our content it is then, most of all, we feel sadness.

Since her emotional reactions were without distinction, she had to fall back on the emotions of the past, great loves already lived and related, and over those she seemed to suffer and grow glad.

One of the things that stays behind in childhood is baseball infield chatter. "Hey batter, hey batter, batter . . . swing!" For instance, as an adult, I've never seen courtroom proceedings start with "Hey lawyer, hey lawyer, lawyer . . . sue!"

?ovek ostavlja sebe svuda gde je voleo. Onoga koga volimo, uvek možemo na?i tu gde smo zajedno bili.

Gleda biblioteku: dva zida puna knjiga do tavanice - to je sav njegov svet. Iz njega ga niko ne ugrožava i ne ponižava. Tu bira sabesednike. Spusti pogled na radni sto i pisa?u mašinu: taj ružni predmet organ je njegovog tela; on ga na ovom svetu jedino poznaje, njemu je skoro sve rekao što je moglo da stane u re?, on je sve zapamtio.

I still close my eyes and go home . . . I can always draw from that.

I look back on all that now, and I realize this helped to build my character. It helped me build my own strength. So even the bad times were good. There were good times as well as bad times. But that's how memories are made, and that's why I'm sitting here today.

In the good old days when times were bad No amount of money could buy from me The memories that I have of then No amount of money could pay me To go back and live through it again

in her mother's wedding gown

number later put it, 'quids in'. 'I was getting taxis about,' he recalled. 'I mean, a pound would buy you a bloody good night out. You could probably have eight or nine pints of beer and twenty fags and a couple of tanners for the juke box.

Dominic Sandbrook

What other half-buried things did I know about my own grief and wife that, if asked about directly, I could surrender? That for several years I kept Clare's mobile phone active because I didn't want anyone else to take her phone number. That during the time before I released the number, I sent her texts from work, only to come home and read them on the phone that was always charging by her side of the bed.

What else is there to say? You carry grudges and regrets for decades, tend them like gravesite vigils, then even after you lay them down they linger on the periphery, waiting to ambush you all over again.

Time was a dry wind brushing away his youth and his strength.

Don't forget, Stephen Stills and I had a band in Gainesville called the Continentals when we were 15. And, of course, you had Lynyrd Skynyrd in Jacksonville.

What I like about Christmas is that you can make people forget the past with the present.

i look back on my life and it seems to me to be just one damned kitten after another

my youth i shall never forget but there s nothing i really regret wotthehell wotthehell there s a dance in the old dame yet toujours gai toujours gai