Quotes About Memories

The north smells different from the city: clearer, thinner. You can see farther. A sawmill, a hill of sawdust, the teepee shape of a sawdust burner; the smokestacks of the copper smelters, the rocks around them bare of trees, burnt-looking, the heaps of blackened slag: I've forgotten about these things all winter, but here they are again, and when I see them I remember them, I know them, I greet them as if they are home.

The past] has a way of hanging around, demanding we understand it and weave it into ourselves so that we can go on.

had been parishioners at St. Francis Mission longer than he had been here. He had known Ned since he was a kid, brown face and big teeth, playing first base on the Eagles baseball team. Ned had moved to Jackson Hole for a while, but then he'd come home. He'd stopped by the mission twice, something on his mind each time, Father

The soft strings of the lute rippled with memories, and the maid's lilting voice made Mary sigh as she closed her eyes. She fell asleep filled with sadness, but without regret.

The moment was all we truly had: a succession of moments, a triumphal march of them, to create a life beyond compare.

We want the sharers of our youth to remain forever young, to remind us of what we were, not of what we are.

What's broken is broken—and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I live…I'm too old to believe in such sentimentalities as clean slates and starting all over.

I was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.

But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.

It had been so long since she had seen him and she had lived on memories until they were worn thin.

Scarlett's mind went back through the years to the still hot noon at Tara when grey smoke curled above a blue-clad body and Melanie stood at the top of the stairs with Charles' sabre in her hand. Scarlett remembered that she had thought at the time: 'How silly! Melly couldn't even heft that sword!' But now she knew that had the necessity arisen, Melanie would have charged down those stairs and killed the Yankee - or been killed herself.

what will the South be like without all our fine boys? What would the South have been if they had lived?

What is broken is broken—and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

Better to be tormented with memories of Ashley than Charleston accents.

This is what happens when you look back to happiness, this pain, this heart-break, this discontent

There will never again be men like them, said Carreen softly. No one can take their places.

For when Philippe, with his snapping eyes and his wild ways, left Savannah forever, he took with him the glow that was in Ellen's heart and left for the bandy-legged little Irishman who married her only a gentle shell.

Rossella, non ho mai avuto la pazienza di raccogliere i frammenti di un oggetto rotto per incollarli insieme e dire a me stesso che l'oggetto riappiccicato vale quanto quello nuovo. Quello che è rotto è rotto... e preferisco ricordarmelo quando era in buono stato piuttosto che aggiustarlo e e vedere le tracce della rottura finchè vivo.

I was right when I said I'd never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can't ever do anything else except look back.

It's not completely inconceivable that someday you'll be able to download your own memories.

The eighties were my teen years, so the GoGos are sort of a touchstone.

as long as I can still dream, I will dream of you.

What if just you and I hung out, like last summer?" Nick sat up and began twirling a lock of my wet hair around his finger. "Josh never needs to know.

Cherish all your happy moments.