Quotes About Memories

All the lovely things I've known have disappeared.

His boyfriend 'sell-by' date had expired two nights ago when—and she shivered at the memory—he'd drunkenly licked her cheek like a standard poodle in lieu of a kiss when he'd said goodnight. Which was the last in a short, but consistent list of line-crossings that had effectively ended them.

Quilts are more than something to keep you warm. They give women a way to express themselves creatively.I like the way that you're using pieces of your children's outgrown clothing to make this quilt. It already has memories built in it that way, don't you think?

I want my new friends and my old friends to get together,' she said, 'so we're going to have a shoe dance. All the guys take off one shoe and put it in the middle of the floor. All the girls pick a shoe, find its mate, and dance with the fellow who's wearing it.' Without a second's hesitation, I glanced over at Billy. He was standing next to Sally at the victrola. His saddle shoes were black and white, not brown and white, and very dirty. I memorized the dirt.

When I fall in love, it will be for always. Nothing will change that. No one will walk out. We will stay together forever, and when death finally separates us we will have the memories that we shared. He will be that kind of person. I will know him instantly when I finally meet him. And he will love me forever.

At the end of our time on earth, if we have lived fully, we will not be able to say, "I was always happy". Hopefully we will be able to say, "I have experienced a lifetime of real moments, and many of them were happy moments."

Tombstones don´t list jobs, they list relationships-mother, wife, daughter.

smile. "It's growing old that's painful. That's when reality hits. You find yourself with special memories that have nowhere to go and dreams that will never be fulfilled, and it doesn't matter how whimsical or impossible those dreams were. While they were yours, they were lovely." She sighed. "At my age, there isn't much point left in dreaming. That's the painful part.

Remember my mother—how much she suffered before she died, how thin and gray she seemed after so much surgery? I don't picture her that way anymore. I picture her as she was before she got sick.

Still there were times, as Jill whirled through her final preparations, when Emily stood watching her, wondering where the years had gone, wishing them back.

You'll always be with me, Mom. Kind of like Jordan's perennials. Every year, something'll bloom in my life to remind me of you. It'll always be different, never the same, but it'll be good. Love lasts.

the kind. He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one

Inviting viewers along with her chin, she started to walk. Talk came easily. She hadn't expected that, when she stumbled into this role, but she and the camera had become friends. "It's been six months since we began work on the small Cape that Rob and Diana LaValle put in our care. They needed more space, but since the house was originally built by Diana's grandparents and

My mom used to argue that tombstones don't list jobs. They list relationships—daughter, wife, mother. Forget everything else right now; I need to recoup the wife part.

you'd think that after eighteen years—twenty-one years, if you count the three we were together

He had given Sarah this robe three birthdays ago. It was one of the few gifts he had given her that she actually used. He

When we lose someone we love, we can either die with them or live on to celebrate their life. I'm tired of focusing on what we lost. I want to focus on what we had.

It's better to live with a few things than with those that don't express your taste or that deliver outdated, inappropriate or even bitter memories that you should leave behind.

It's better to be rid of them than to have to fight off unpleasant memories.

Mothers and daughters share a special bond." "I never knew how special until it wasn't there anymore. I'm twenty-seven, and when something good or bad happens in my life, I still wonder what my mom would think. I've lived more of my life without her than with her, but it still matters.

It's funny how life goes merrily along and then, boom, the past comes back and bites you in the butt.

Today was a day for remembering only the good. And there had been a lot of good.

ten years since he'd seen Sara, and

I love San Francisco," she said. "I lived there when I was a child.