Quotes About Memories

And then I heard Nico's voice. It was a song I've never heard before. I struggled to make out the lyrics. "You were my hands," I heard him sing. "You were my eyes. There's nothing left to reach for now, nothing left to see.

I'm a firm believer the the first two tenets of effective child-rearing boil down to "spend a lot of time with your children" and "cherish them," because, one, they need you when they're growing, and, two, they're going to be up and gone before you realize it.

You used to get it in your fishnets Now you only get it in your nightdress Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness... ...Remeber when the boys were all electric?

And that past is ever present, Ever present in my heart, Filling it with sweetest love-thoughts, As I tread the world's wide mart.

In life, a person will come and go from many homes. We may leave a house, a town, a room, but that does not mean those places leave us. Once entered, we never entirely depart the homes we make for ourselves in the world. They follow us, like shadows, until we come upon them again, waiting for us in the mist.

Here, in this house, her recollections glowed like embers on the hearth, and each night, in their warmth, she'd take a memory or two down from the shelf and dance with them for a while.

Or perhaps it has another form that only you can see and imagine. What story does the simple stone tell? Where did it come from? Isn't it like stones you yourself have picked up on your travels? Why do we keep such things? Reminders of all that has gone before, perhaps they keep us.

Likevel har jeg alltid insistert på å ha hatt en løkkelig barndom – jeg tør faen ikke annet. Hvis jeg først sku åpna døra inn til hemmelighetenes kott, er jeg redd det ville velta ut mange øgler og slimete padder – og det har jeg pokker ikke mot til.

I have accomplished so much in my life, but I can take nothing with me when I go. Nothing except what's in here." He moved his hand between them and pressed it against his heart. "You're in here. You've always been and you'll always be. You are what I will take back.

Halcyon days.

The dead are lucky. They do not have to live with memories of what has been.

Most everything in Grandma's house had a story, but the basket was full of them! The basket contained buttons . . .all sizes, shapes, colors, and kinds.

The Grandma's Attic Series In Grandma's Attic More Stories from Grandma's Attic Still More Stories from Grandma's Attic Treasures from Grandma's Attic

Bücher sind ja, irgndwie, MenschnReste -

The manner of his life was of no importance. What affected her was that he had once been young. That he had grown old, and was now dead. That was all. Youth and vigour had come to that. Youth and vigour always came to that. Everything came to that.

Happy is the person who knows what to remember of the past, what to enjoy in the present, and what to plan for in the future.

A wounded love carries a scar to the grave.

You know you're getting old when all the names in your black book have M.D. after them.

We must always have old memories and young hopes.

I whistled a great deal in those days

When we were together, I loved you deeply and you gave me so much happiness I can never repay you.

But as a kid, I loved 'Monty Python.' My Dad was a devout watcher. We used to watch it when we ate dinner!

I like where I lived in Alnwick; I always tell people about it. There's so much to do there, even though it's so small and quaint.

However, I spent most of my time in a Quaker school.