Quotes About Memories

I was 12 in '55 when rock and roll hit. It just completely transformed me.

Boxers, man, except when I have to get dressed up. Then it's boxer-briefs. But never tighty-whities. Never. But dude! If they brought back Underoos? Dude, if they brought back Underoos, I would rock the Underoos. Like He-Man and Transformers and G.I. Joe and even like Dukes of Hazzard.

I loved Transformers when I was a kid.

I was a big Transformers fan.

I grew up watching Transformers. I think it was one of the first cartoons that I started watching as a kid. It was awesome. I would set my clock every morning before I went to school. It was a big part of my childhood.

I grew up with a little brother, and we would always watch 'Transformers' together, and he had all the toys. So I was really thrilled and honored to be a part of this franchise.

As I sat back and imagined what my transition from the Red Sox might be, I thought it would smell more like champagne than beer, I guess you would say.

If you have children and want to give your future self a present, record their laughter as toddlers. When they're older and away from you, you might find that clip in the middle of the day, and it will transport you as surely as if you had a time machine.

No ?im se umiri i ponada da ?e utonuti u san, napadaju je sje?anja. U njoj se nakupimo tuge za nekoliko života. Prošlost je talog kojeg se ne uspijeva riješiti.

Somehow everything I own smells of you, and for the tiniest moment it's all not true

the tan lines will fade but the memories last forever <3

The unexpected connections we make might not last, yet stay with us forever

childhood haunts

Pero por desgracia, no puedes recordar el camino para regresar a casa. Miras hacia arriba al cielo de la noche, esperando que el parpadeo de tus tenues memorias de tanto tiempo atrás, tomen una chispa y se enciendan de nuevo.

My mom always made sure I lived my life as a regular kid.

On the evening of her eighteenth birthday, Maddy opened her journal and made a list of the jewels and precious stones she'd held. Gold, diamond, emerald; ruby, turquoise, pearl; amber, jade, marble… There were some she had forgotten. Beneath these she listed what she thought were the most perfect tastes and smells. Coffee, cinnamon, peaches; vanilla, honey, basil; baking bread, fresh bread, toasting bread.

Though she'd try to do otherwise, she had never been able to stop cluttering her present with her past. Now somebody she didn't know would pack her treasures into plastic bags and carry them away. A life, at its end, is a pile of cloth and paper, and goods that can be bagged and labelled. None of the best things - the voice and the laugh, the tilt of the head, the things seen and felt and spoken - are allowed to stay behind.

A life, at its end, is a pile of cloth and paper, and goods that can be bagged and labelled. None of the best things - the voice and the laugh, the tilt of the head, the things seen and felt and spoken -are allowed to stay behind.

But Lunch Isn't That Bad, Really Once I get used to having to eat with two people instead of one. Two people who have known each other for such a long time that they practically speak in code. Two people who are always saying, "Remember the time when this happened?" and "Remember the time when that happened?" (Which, of course, I never do, because I wasn't there.) Well, okay, it is that bad. It sucks, even.

Being a teenager is an amazing time and a hard time. It's when you make your best friends - I have girls who will never leave my heart and I still talk to. You get the best and the worst as a teen. You have the best friendships and the worst heartbreaks.

I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.

Food makes people happy, it takes you back home, it says so many things that words can't say.

Ted était retourné dans le Tennessee en janvier 1960, et voilà qu'il revenait en France pour la première fois.

When I was 10 years old my mom used to play Tupac while she cleaned the house.