Quotes About Memories

For the first twenty years, since yesterday, I scarce believed thou could'st be gone away; For forty more, I fed on favors past, And forty' on hopes, that thou would'st they might last. Tears drowned one hundred, and sighs blew out two; A thousand, I did neither think, nor do, Or not divide, all being one thought of you; Or, in a thousand more, forget that too. Yet call not this, long life, but think that I Am, by being dead, immortal; can ghosts die?

If you have lived, take thankfully the past.

one of the most important jobs of grandchildren is to make sure their grandparents do a lot of laughing.

Throughout his career, he was a champion of old songs: often he claimed that, in all his years on the air, he never introduced a new tune. He didn't croon, he said: he just sang 'em. His favorites were such as Dark-town Strutters' Ball and Every Cloud Must Have a Silver Lining. Frankel died June 13, 1948, but shows he had already transcribed were continued.

Key Largo... I could have stayed on that picture for the rest of my life. I adored it.

Photography is a very important part of my life.

I think we look back at times past with fondness because we were younger. Life had not yet begun pecking away at our innocence like buzzards on fresh road kill.

In life we encounter many people who, in some way or another, try to tattoo our faces.

When he hit it, I knew that it was my ball. But I had to catch it and it seemed like the hardest catch of my life. I said to myself, 'Two hands, just like your dad taught you.'

'Mary Poppins' was one of the best experiences of my life.

All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed.

It's like when someone dies, the initial stages of grief seem to be the worst. But in some ways, it's sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they've missed in your life. In the world.

It's not the loss of life that makes the death bitter -- it's the obituaries.

There is no part of my life, upon which I can look back without pain.

And all the trips you know you missed And all the lips you never kissed Cut through you like a knife. And now you see stretched out before thee Just another story of a life.

At a very early age I started a cartoon scrapbook, actually when I was in high school. And it became, in turn, a scrapbook of my life. And there are about 2,000 volumes.

These days I live in three worlds: my dreams, and the experiences of my new life, which trigger memories from the past

You can tell what was the best year of your father's life, because they seem to freeze that clothing style and ride it out.

Life was just a tire swing. 'Jambalaya' was the only song I could sing. Blackberry pickin', eatin' fried chicken, And I never knew a thing about pain. Life was just a tire swing.

The two cities I've found very hard to leave in my life were New York and Buenos Aires.

Every life has a soundtrack.

My beautiful wife is dead. She meant everything to me. Her laughter, her tears and her joy will remain with me the rest of my life.

What a terrible thing it is to botch a farewell.

We're supposed to lose our friends to time, at an age when we're ready to agree to the terms of having lived a long life. Not now.