Quotes About Memories

A young man's distractions are far more potent than an old man's memories,'he told me. He said that in the end memory is a cheat and a lie and no substitute for what he called the real stuff, the stuff of life.

When I can 10 or 11, my mom was the one out there catching passes for me. She was my prime receiver.

His skin is the color of the leaves, the most beautiful ones I collect and blow into piles around my headstone.

My biggest hobby is hanging out with my family and kids.

The death of my father is probably the biggest thing that I ever faced. Daddy and I were best friends.

Memories are like everything else. They're a trap.

After you died, I got a puppy. I wear your clothes and tease her sometimes, in case you come back.

Home is where the heart is, until we get a chance to bury it.

We'll always have yesterday.

You and me will die the way we lived; telling each other stories to make it mean something.

It's better to have loved and lost than to be nagged about buying a damn anniversary gift every year.

Death's wisdom is finding, at the end, that you think only of those you loved, and why you didn't love them more. Love is the only true force that endures.

It made her chest hurt, how much she felt in this moment. She knew she should not say anything impetuously. But under the light of the stained glass window, the flickering candlelight of their shared memories, it felt like simple unexamined honesty. No matter what the darkness brought back to her tomorrow. "I'm in love with you.

I can't believe I agreed to this shit. One minute I feel like some lovesick fool; then I remember that kiss, the way you ran to me at the airport, and I can barely breathe.

Want mooie herinneringen zijn zuivere zielen, en de realiteit daarnaast een sterfelijk lichaam.

Yesterday, when I took leave she seized me by the hand, and said, "Adieu, dear Werther." Dear Werther! It was the first time she ever called me dear: the sound sunk deep into my heart. I have repeated it a hundred times; and last night, on going to bed, and talking to myself of various things, I suddenly said, "Good night, dear Werther!" and then could not but laugh at myself.

We grieve because we have loved. We grieve because the person we have lost mattered to us. To say that grief should disappear on a neat timetable is an insult to the love we felt.

A childhood is made up of small moments of connection between a child and their parent. If you miss them, you don't ever get them back.

Los dolores serían menores entre los hombres si éstos (Dios sabe por qué están hechos así) no se ocuparan con tanto ahínco de imaginación en evocar los recuerdos de los males pasados en vez de soportar un presente tolerable.

Please send me your last pair of shoes, worn out with dancing as you mentioned in your letter, so that I might have something to press against my heart.

Letters are among the most significant memorial a person can leave behind them.

When I go out by the gateway, taking the road I drove along that first time I picked up Lotte for the ball, how very different it all is! It is all over, all of it! There is not a hint of the world that once was, not one bulse-beat of those past emotions. I feel like a ghost returning to the burnt-out ruins of the castle he built in his prime as a prince, which he adorned with magnificent splendours and then, on his deathbed, but full of hope, left to his beloved son

do they know when we are well and happy? do they know when we recall their memories with the fondest love? In the silent hour of evening the shade of my mother hovers around me; when seated in the midst of my children, I see them assembled near me, as they used to assemble near her; and then I raise my anxious eyes to heaven, and wish she could look down upon us, and witness how I fulfil the promise I made to her in her last moments, to be a mother to her children.

Life is all about moments of impact and how they change our lives forever.