Quotes About Memories

It was raining when Rahel came back to Ayemenem. Slanting silver ropes slammed into loose earth, plowing it up like gunfire. The old house on the hill wore its steep, gabled roof pulled over its ears like a low hat.

Vi?a nov?rsa skatienu. Vi?š ar?. Pag?tnes d?moni atgriez?s, lai vi?us sag?st?tu. Lai atkal iet?tu pag?tnes vecaj?, r?tainaj? ?d? un aizvilktu atpaka? uz turieni, kur tie paties?b? mita. Kur M?lest?bas Likumi nosaka, kuru dr?kst m?l?t. Un k?. Un cik stipri.

Childhood tiptoed out. Silence slid in like a bolt.

La sonrisa era el único equipaje que había llevado consigo desde la niñez hasta la edad adulta.

Llovía el día en que Rahel regresó a Ayemenem. Hilos de plata inclinados se incrustaban en la blanda tierra y la levantaban como si fueran balas de fusil.

Technological society has forgotten what scholars call the "dying role" and its importance to people as life approaches its end. People want to share memories, pass on wisdoms and keepsakes, settle relationships, establish their legacies, make peace with God, and ensure that those who are left behind will be okay.

Technological society has forgotten what scholars call the "dying role" and its importance to people as life approaches its end. People want to share memories, pass on wisdoms and keepsakes, settle relationships, establish their legacies, make peace with God, and ensure that those who are left behind will be okay. They want to end their stories on their own terms.

People want to share memories, pass on wisdoms and keepsakes, settle relationships, establish their legacies, make peace with God, and ensure that those who are left behind will be okay.

and I vaguely remembered, from the occasions in my childhood when they had brought me along, how dense and enormous and exciting they seemed.

La gente quiere compartir sus recuerdos, transmitir su sabiduría y sus objetos personales, arreglar las relaciones, establecer sus legados, ponerse en paz con Dios y asegurarse de que las personas que deja atrás van a estar bien. Quieren finalizar su historia en sus propios términos.

Those were the four best years of my life

Every one of them had a story to tell.

Emily, who loved her best friend so much she still cannot listen to the records they once enjoyed together, and it is five years already since her friend died.

Grief stays with a person for a long time.

He living too far in the past.

The whole time I was growing up...living in this house...Papa was like a shadow that followed you everywhere. ...It would wrap around you and lay there until you couldn't tell which one was you anymore.

I really look at my childhood as being one giant rusty tuna can that I continue to recycle in many different shapes.

This is what you should know about losing someone you love. They do not travel alone. You go with them.

His laugh is made if porch swings and lemonade

My brother] shaped my young life. First, he taught me how to walk. Then, armed with sticks and dead snakes, he chased me and I learned how to run.

Give me down. And give me the Polaroids of the fifty geese that had to die in the process.

His laugh is made of porch swings and lemonade.

My life came complete with a factory-installed biological brother seven years my senior.

This is what you should know about losing somebody you love. They do not travel alone. You go with them.