Quotes About Memories

Since I was a small boy, I had watched that forest for enemies or for game, and I knew its every mood and shading, how the sunlight fell through the leaves and where the shadows gathered. It held no mysteries for me but much of memory. I had played there as a child with Yance, Jubal, and Brian, later with Noelle. We had climbed its trees, picked berries there, and played hide-and-seek under its branches.

The things a man will wish for are harder to leave behind than all his wants...

There was nothing but prairie and sky, the sun by day and the stars by night, and the cattle moving westward. If I live to be a thousand years old I shall not forget the wonder and the beauty of those big longhorns, the sun glinting on their horns; most of them six or seven feet from tip to tip.

Who is to say? What is love? Perhaps for a time I loved her; perhaps in a way I love her still. Perhaps when a man has held a woman in his arms, there is a little of her with him forever

In reliving the old days and replaying the old games, he avoided a hard look at whatever future might lay ahead of him.

That was how I would remember my father. There was never a place he walked that was not the better for his having passed. For every tree he cut down he planted two.

Sometimes I wonder if anything is ever ended. The words a man speaks today live on in his thoughts or the memories of others, and the shot fired, the blow struck, the thing done today is like a stone tossed into a pool and the ripples keep widening out until they touch lives far from ours.

The wounds had healed, but the scars would be mine forever.

when does a man leave a place he has lived without some regret? For each time some part of him is left behind. So

They did not see me sitting on a rock near the water, but the air was clear and I heard their voices, and I looked into the water and wished my father would live forever.

I have been to the White House," Jeff admitted. "If you want, I'll tell you about it." Bradley thought a moment, then said, "Give me a dollar or I'll spit on you." 2.

was the smile on the face of Gary Boone. He was in the seventh grade at Floyd Hicks

My dog, Pugsy, was hit by a car

Love is the only thing that we can carry with us when we go, and it makes the end so easy.

Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.

Some stories are so familiar its like going home.

Don't be sorry, I won't let it hurt me. I'll forget all the bad and remember only the good, for I did enjoy a great deal.

And now, having endeavoured to suit everyone by many weddings, few deaths, and as much prosperity as the eternal fitness of things will permit, let the music stop, the lights die out, and the curtain fall for ever on the March family.

for love is the only thing that we can carry with us when we go, and it makes the end so easy.

You see, she learned to love him one summer (...) so she put her love away in a corner of her heart, and tried to forget it, hoping it would either die, or have a right to live.

Jo March : I can't believe childhood is over. Meg March : It was going to end one way or another. And what a happy end.

Tell me how you do it, Marmee dear. My good mother used to help me... As you do us... interrupted Jo, with a grateful kiss. But I lost her when I was a little older than you are

She felt as if she had stabbed her dearest friend, and when he left her without a look behind him, she knew that the boy Laurie never would come again.

Tell Beth Frank asked for her, and was sorry to hear of her ill health. Fred laughed when I spoke of Jo, and sent his 'respectful compliments to the big hat'. Neither of them had forgotten Camp Laurence, or the fun we had there. What ages ago it seems, doesn't it?