Quotes About Memories

I said: 'Go with my blessing if you go Always remembering what we did. To me You have meant everything, as you well know.

You will remember we did these things in our youth many and beautiful things. In the city for us the harsh We live opposite a daring person stone foundation thin-voiced

For you Kleis I have no embroidered headband and no idea where to find one while the Mytilinian rules These colorfully embroidered headbands these things the children of the Kleanax In exile memories terribly wasted away

What an odd idea, really, to know that someone so very necessary in your life was lost to you and couldn't be called back.

She would miss him for the rest of her life.

Sometimes the past comes up on us like a ghost. Sometimes life is like a haunted house. But there's no way to leave. You just have to make your peace with the ghosts.

Although there are times I'd give anything to have her back, I'm glad she went first. Losing her was like being cleft down the middle. It was the moment it all ended for me, and I wouldn't have wanted her to go through that.

Afterward she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

It seemed that all around her there was a strange eerie stillness, the stillness of a silent world, a world filled with people who came and went into their separate lives. Some wold arrange to meet again, some would pass like ships in the night, some would leave memories that would last forever, others would pass into limbo.

Let the memories die, sir, yer'll soon pick up the pieces.

We rush through our days so quickly and have so many little rituals that we do, day in and day out, but then a moment like the last day of school comes along.

So now she and I are friends - not with benefits, but memories.

Me arrepentí de haberlo querido, de haber sido su amiga y de haberle contado mis recuerdos, mis sueños, mis intimidades. Pero más que nada, me arrepentí de haber sido feliz con él.

SPENCER: Hide and seek was my favorite game with Melissa. You want to know why? I always won.

I understood we used to be close. But they were like books i'd read two summer ago; I knew I'd liked them, but I couldn't tell you now what they'd been about.

To me, reading through old letters and journals is like treasure hunting. Somewhere in those faded, handwritten lines there is a story that has been packed away in a dusty old box for years.

Today is the anniversary of my husband's death," Maria announced. It was a dramatic statement, but the occasion seemed to demand it. "And I am going to leave.

It was nearly ten years since the peace though her memories of the war still felt fresh.

Jack had been the love of her life and he was gone. It seemed now that there had never been bad times, though she knew that wasn't true.

Parts of my 20s and 30s have gone by in a flash but my childhood is with me all the time.

I'm in my 40s and I'm constantly surprised by how much my childhood still plays a part in my life.

It's not until you're older that you realise how important the things that happened to you when you were a kid are. Even things you only half remember.

The smell of tobacco usually reminded Mirabelle of being a child – coming downstairs in the morning when the dinner party her parents had hosted the night before was cleared away, but the scent of cigars still lingered.

There was something unbearable about the damp, dark earth closing over a coffin and the still, empty flesh that was inside. She had attended a hundred funerals, but when you really loved someone there was something too final about a burial. Something brutal.