Quotes About Memories

Some memories are best left undisturbed. Sometimes, if you forget something, it's because it's better forgotten.

I remember that dress. It is quite old, isn't it? Didn't you wear it to one of the parties you gave to announce Keffria's wedding to Kyle? It takes years off your face. You must be quite proud to be able to squeeze yourself into it still." Ronica shook her head at the old family friend. "Davad Restart. Only you can so completely ruin so many compliments in one brief speech.

It is possible to be homesick for a time and lonely for the only other person to recall it.

rather be forgotten for the things people think I've done. And I'd give it all if I could forget the things I failed to do.

Why, I suddenly wondered, had I wasted all those hours I could have spent with her? Why hadn't I gone with them, to listen to a bedtime story or nursery song?

I fancied that if I sat very still, I could still feel the warmth of Molly's arms around me. I knew precisely where her cheek had touched mine. A very faint scent of her clung to my shirt from our brief embrace, and I agonized over whether to wear the shirt that day, to carry that scent with me, or to set it aside carefully in my clothing chest, to preserve it. I did not think it a foolish thing at all to care so much about that. Looking back, I smile, but it is at my wisdom, not my folly.

Thuis, dat zijn mensen. Het is niet een plaats. Als je er terugkeert nadat de mensen verdwenen zijn, zie je alleen nog wat er niet is.

To me there was no catharsis, only an unearthing of rotting corpses of memories, a baring og still suppurating wounds.

As we stood together and watched our boy walk down the lane to the main road, I wondered if I had ever been so insufferably young and sure of myself, but the ache in my heart had the pleasant afterglow of pride.

Why, I wonder, does he write and then burn? Does he seek to banish his memories? Does he fear that writing it down makes it important? Some day, I hope to sit next to him and demand that he tell to me everything he can remember of his life. And I will write it down and never let the flames steal it.

But then, you probably have a greater variety of memories to choose from...One does not gather many unique memories, hauled out on a beach.

Her head leaned on his shoulder, and they walked slowly. It took forever for them to be out of sight. That night I got drunker than I had ever been, and awoke the next day in some bushes halfway up the keep road.

That evening remains for me always a moment to cherish, as golden and fragrant as brandy in crystal glasses.

They were all gone now, broken or taken by people who had no idea what such items represented. Let them go. She held the past in her heart, with no need of physical items to tie it down.

She wasn't coming back. I held myself together by refusing to think of her. This empty room jerked the blindfold from my eyes.

Home is people. Not a place. If you go back there after the people are gone, then all you can see is what is not there any more.

Nothing's forgotten. Nothing is ever forgotten.

Christy: "My grandma made this. I've had it since elementary school." Todd: "I never knew that." Christy: "I never knew you left your towel on the floor." Todd: "Uh-oh. Is this one of those issues they talked about in our premarital counseling? Should I hang up towels so you feel more loved?

their childhoods. How ridiculous to think there was some

I found that the only way I could control this sorrow was not to think of [it] at all, which was almost as painful as the loss itself.

Now I existed solely thanks to the quantum paradox, my brain a collection of qubits in quantum superposition, encoding truths and memories, imagination and irrationality in opposing, contradictory states that existed and didn't exist, all at the same time.

I took up space. I was a collection of cells and memories, awkward limbs and clumsy fashion crimes; I was the repository of my parents' expectations and evidence of their disappointments

When I had money in the past, I would always travel rather than spend it on big apartments or cars. And I still feel exactly the same way.

It's no good to lose touch with people who mean a lot,