Quotes About Memories

The first time I ever heard Airborne Toxic Event, my friend was turning 11 or something. And he had a paintball birthday party where him and me and two of our other friends went out to these paintball courses and I got obliterated. I don't think I got one hit.

I really love 'Toy Story' a lot. It's what I grew up with.

I used to tell really boring stories as a child, about my toy panda's nose falling off, or something equally dull.

I got a toy keyboard when I was around like five or six.

I always liked Darth Vader. I remember, when I was a kid, I went to the toy store for the Darth Vader pencil case. I took that to school for years.

I collect stuffed animals, and toy stores make me happy.

Our parents were very prim and proper, but we always got one toy every day. That was a ritual. The money didn't really matter.

When I was a kid, my sisters and I used to get a little present in our stocking each day of December, usually an ornament, some sweets, or a little toy.

Yeah, I played with LEGOs. We had LEGOs, Lincoln Logs, and Playmobil, and they all occupied the same space. I guess that's fairly common. I'm saying this as if it's a bizarre phenomenon that we had a toy chest.

I do hear from people at my exhibition about seeing these things made from this toy from their childhood, and it brings them back. They'll go and buy a set of Lego from the gift shop because of that nostalgia and seeing it at the art exhibition.

As a girl, my favorite toy was my dollhouse; if I could still play with it now, I would!

I was always told I was Daddy's little girl. In fact, we owned toy stores, and I would run in and want to get the latest toy off the shelf. My mom would say no way, and my dad would say, 'Get whatever you want, baby.'

When you unbox a My Little Pony or a Strawberry Shortcake doll, you were hit with a sweet, impossibly perfect fragrance of fresh, machine-made plastic oftentimes infused with floral and fruity notes to bring the toy to life. That third dimension of sensory experience made the toy so real to me.

I bought tiny infant onesies while still in college and compiled a killer toy collection throughout my 20s and 30s.

A tennis racket lurks in my earliest memories like a sick relative who had come to live with us. When I look at my baby pictures, there it is, resting in my crib in the place of a rattle or chew toy.

My parents bought this baby grand piano, which was in my living room, that I owe a lot to. I would just play it and write on it for hours. It was my favorite toy.

When I was a kid, if I liked something from merchandising, I'd have to go to the toy store.

When I was a boy, my parents would buy me a new toy and I would destroy it. Oh man, I would destroy it. I don't know why I would do such a thing. I was a little rough when I was a little kid.

I've met an 18-month-old baby whose dad says the child likes banging his toy hammer on the furniture when my songs are playing and I've met grandmothers who've bought all my discs.

My first toy hoop was a Dr. J model!

My first car was a Toyota 4Runner when I was 17. I paid for it myself. I was very happy.

To this day, I have the most fond memories of some of my old toys.

Things don't really impress me. Memories impress me. It's not the toys, it's the people.

I have memories of doing 'Toys In The Attic' and being on the floor next to my drums, on my back, laughing.