Quotes About Memories

Can't repeat the past?' he cried incredulously. 'Why of course you can!

That's my middle west - not the wheat or the prairies or the lost Swede towns but the thrilling, returning trains of my youth and the street lames and sleigh bells in the frosty dark and the shadows of holly wreaths thrown by lighted windows on the snow.

F. Scott Fitzgerald

Aprendamos a mostrar nuestra amistad por alguien cuando está vivo y no después de muerto

I wish I'd done everything on earth with you.

Ninguna cantidad de fuego o frescura puede desafiar lo que un hombre puede almacenar en los fantasmas de su corazón.

We're getting old,' said Daisy. 'If we were young we'd rise and dance.

I don't want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again. Q.—Where

The thin tunes, holding lost times and future hopes in liaison, twisted upon the Valais night.

I spent my Saturday nights in New York, because those gleaming, dazzling parties of his were with me so vividly that I could still hear the music and the laughter, faint and incessant, from his garden, and the cars going up and down his drive.

I found her as lovable as a cheap old toy. She

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.

Je les ai regardé une dernière fois, et ils m'ont rendu mon regard, mais de très loin, sur la rive d'une autre vie. J'ai donc quitté la pièce et descendu les marches, sous la pluie, les laissant là, ensemble.

The very weather seems to have a quality of the past, faded weather like that of old photographs.

He stayed there for a week , walking the streets where their footsteps had clicked together through the November night and revisiting the out-of-the-way places to which they had driven in her white car.

He stretched out his had desperately as if to snatch only a wisp of air, to save a fragment of the spot that she (Daisy) had made lovely for him. But it was all going by too fast now for his blurred eyes and he knew that he had lost that part of it, the freshest and the best, forever.

Non c'è fuoco o gelo che possa sfidare ciò che un uomo arriva a custodire tra i fantasmi del proprio cuore.

One truth opened another. Ona still shaded everything we did. Ona's death was the last family affair. I'd seen Man suffer. I'd seen her break. Now more than anything. I wanted to see her happy.

It's funny, when you're a child you think time will never go by, but when you hit about twenty, time passes like you're on the fast train to Memphis.

He had mourned each of those great trains as, one by one, they were pulled off the lines and left to rust in some yard, like old aristocrats, fading away; antique relics of times gone by.

You know, it's funny what you'll miss when you're away from home. Now me, I miss the smell of coffee Ã¢â'¬Â¦ and bacon frying in the morning.

Grandma Harper has two green bottles shaped like women with black hair painted on their heads and a yellow glass colored captain's hat that she keeps her face powder in that I want too, and a picture of a naked girl in a swing, swinging way up in the air over castles in a blue sky. I don't know why I want those things, I just do.

Evelyn stared into the empty ice cream carton and wondered where the smiling girl in the school pictures had gone.

Mrs. Threadgoode pulled something out of the Cracker Jack box and all of a sudden her eyes lit up. "Oh Evelyn, look! Here's my prize. It's a little miniature chicken… just what I like!" and she held it out for her friend to see.