Quotes About Memories

Nostalgia for old fictions is the strongest nostalgia of all.

It was years since I'd last been here, a lifetime. It was yesterday.

Were we in love, really? We were very young. And everything seems so sharp and intense, when you're a teenager. Emotions surge through you like a firecracker. Immersed in the moment, transfixed in each other's eyes like rabbits caught in the glare of approaching headlights... Yes; she was my first love, and I have never forgotten the time we had together.

Every day there's something which makes me think 'I'd better ask Dad about that, I wonder what Mother would say…' and then I remember, and the day seems a little colder.

You can start locally. Upturn a glass on a map and centre it on your home. Then draw a ring around the rim and explore that circle so you know it like the back of your hand. All travel gifts memories, and spontaneity has a place.

More of us should try turning a break into a proper adventure with a healthy dose of purpose and meaning. It almost guarantees a lifetime of memories. You could follow a river from source to sea or start a trip in one location and then head to another, exploring along the way.

think the real Golden Age of travel is actually now, when it is cheaper and safer than ever. It's also a guaranteed way of tingling your senses, enhancing your life and gifting you a huge stock of memories, encounters and experiences.

Almost everything in this inbox is expired. Look." She handed him a yellowed scrap of paper from the bottom of the pile. Dear God: Please get me tickets to C+C Music Factory. Tania Banks, March 3, 1991

Nijedan dan, nijedan sat, nijedan minut nije prošao a da ga nije razdirala želja da je vidi, da joj pri?a, da je dodiruje. Žudeo je da se nasla?uje gledaju?i je, da napoji svoja se?anja, tako da posle, kad više ne bude s njom, može u mislima da je dodirne i oseti. (...) Ali ljubav uvek ra?a patnju. (...) Može li to potrajati? Ne smemo gubiti ni trenutka, pomislio je.

I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched.

Music helps us understand where we have come from but, more importantly, what has happened to us.

In that moment of recognition he is not consumed by a rushing sensation of love-quite simply a door opens to a room that has never gone away. The years apart were just years without one another.

She said that one day they would be very old, that the world would be a different place, but it would always be their world, and that the time apart now would be a nightmare from which they would recover - desperation buried under years of happiness.

Your grief is something to be admired – the pain of severance. A scar where something used to be.

I think we keep these moments of rejection and acceptance very close. I think we carry them always, like cracked shells from which a part of us once hatched. I

Each year is like putting a new coat over all the old ones. Sometimes I reach into the pockets of my childhood and pull things out.

Those left behind sometimes try and stop loving- but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you're ruined.

Once I fell asleep on the grass and Michel filled my pockets with flowers. Today I am fifteen and I'm taking stock of my life. Even though I want to go to university and eventually buy Michel a red convertible, when I think of those Sundays in the Jardin des Plantes, I want to do things for people they will never forget. Maybe that's the best I can do in life.

Death ends a life but not a relationship. I

How could two people know each other so intimately without have told the old stories. You get to an age where the stories don't matter anymore, and the stories once told so passionately become a tide that never quite reaches the point of being said. And there is no such thing as fate, but there are no accidents either.

You once said you loved me. Do you still?" My sister is watching this exchange between us. She smiles warmly at me, giving me the strength to tell him the truth. "I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you. I couldn't.

He may be out of my life physically, but he'll always be a part of me. I can't let go even if I wanted to.

I never stopped loving you. Even when I tried desperately to forget you, I couldn't.

Alex took a piece of my heart with him when he left.