Quotes About Memories

If after I die, people want to write my biography, there is nothing simpler. They only need two dates: the date of my birth and the date of my death. Between one and another, every day is mine.

Por ella, en recuerdo de sus cuentos de brujas que tan feliz me hicieron, puse a mi perra bruja. ... Me la regalo un amigo, Miguel Ángel, y me jodió la vida porque lo que tenía que ser para siempre resultó efímero. Buda ya lo dijo: el que tiene tres amores, tendrá tres dolores; el que tiene dos, dos; y el que tiene uno, uno. Mejor no tener ninguno.

Viendo las cosas con la objetividad que da el tiempo, no andaban tan errados mis doctores ni tan mala era su fórmula. Al que está en guerra consigo mismo hay que aflojarle el yo obstinado. ¿Cómo? Muy simple. Puesto que el yo no es otra cosa que recuerdos, borrándole el recuerdo. Así la cinta queda lista para grabar de nuevo.

Qué importa, qué más da, recuerdos son recuerdos: llamitas moribundas que ya apagará el olvido. En la mísera trama de la vida tejida de deleznables instantes, ¿qué es un instante entre millones además?

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Anybody who has survived his childhood has enough information about life to last him the rest of his days.

Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.

Some people come into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts and we are never ever the same.

Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some people move our souls to dance. They awaken us to a new understanding with the passing whisper of their wisdom. Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.

Some people make the sky more beautiful to gaze upon. They stay in our lives for awhile, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.

Like a heartbeat drives you mad In the stillness of remembering what you had And what you lost And what you had And what you lost

What are the girls thinking of? At least half are nostalgic for death, and for a temple, and for all of those clothes.

Ik laat de nabije zaken met liefde gaan om achteruit te rennen, naar al uitgedoofde tijden.

Nothingness is the stuff of thought. Beings, autonomous voices, memories dredged up, following the lapping of the water. Nothingness is not empty.

My happiest memory of childhood was my first birthday in reform school. This teacher took an interest in me. In fact, he gave me the first birthday presents I ever got: a box of Cracker Jacks and a can of ABC shoe polish.

Twas a still, calm night and the moon's pale light Shone over hill and dale When friends mute with grief stood around the deathbed Of their loved, lost Lily Lyle. Heart as pure as forest lily Never knowing guile, Had its home within the bosom Of sweet Lily Lyle.

It sometimes seems to us that some impression of those now dead must be left upon their familiar earthly surroundings. We saw them, on such a day, in such a spot, in such an attitude, smiling - or not smiling - and the impression of the scene is so deeply engraved upon our own hearts that we feel they must have left some more enduring trace, though invisible to mortal eyes.

When Laura visited the hamlet just before the war, the roof had fallen in, the yew hedge had run wild and the flowers were gone, excepting one pink rose which was shedding its petals over the ruin. Today, all has gone, and only the limey whiteness of the soil in a corner of a ploughed field is left to show that a cottage once stood there.

How can you stop mourning the missing?

Peanut butter is the pate of childhood.

Qué ha sido de tu vida todos estos años, amor mío? La mía ha sido un calvario sin tí.

Terminé por aceptar esos recuerdos, tratar de espantarlos me desgarraba inútilmente. Siempre estarían ahí, nunca abandonarían.

The world is full of places to which I want to return

Isn't there any heaven where old beautiful dances, old beautiful intimacies prolong themselves?