Quotes About Memories

Como siempre a esta altura del año, me invade un gran deseo de volver a ver a los viejos amigos, tan alejados ya por esas mil razones que la vida nos va obligando a acatar poco a poco. Usted también, creo, es sensible a la amable melancolía de una sobremesa en la que nos hacemos la ilusión de haber sido menos usados por el tiempo, como si los recuerdos comunes nos devolvieran por un rato el verdor perdido.

Y diré las palabras que se dicen, y comeré las cosas que se comen, y soñaré las cosas que se sueñan, y sé muy bien que no estarás. No estarás para nada, no serás ni recuerdo, y cuando piense en ti pensaré un pensamiento que oscuramente trata de acordarse de ti...

Se puede matar todo menos la nostalgia, la llevamos en el color de los ojos, en cada amor, en todo lo que profundamente atormenta y desata y engaña.

pues se puede sentir pena por una casa o por un lugar. Y más por una casa y un lugar que tanto significaron para mí en un tiempo y que aún seguían significándolo como comprobé al regresar a ellos después de años sin verlos.

Los años habian pasado borrándolo todo y lo que quedada era el humo de los recuerdos.

El tiempo nos va alejando de las personas lo mismo que de los recuerdos.

morir en el verano es morir dos veces, pues muchos de los que te quieren no están para despedirte.

El tiempo había pasado a toda velocidad. Y había dejado su huella en nosotros pero también en la ciudad que tanto disfrutamos y vivimos cuando la juventud corría por nuestras venas y nuestras Ilusiones estaban intactas.

Es natural que el tiempo lo borre todo, desde los sueños a las promesas y desde las estrellas a las fotografías.

You know how it is when you get back with somebody you've loved. It felt better than it ever was, better than it ever could be again

We're all under the streetlamps, everyone's the color of day-old piss. When I'm fifty, this is how I'll remember my friends: tired and yellow and drunk.

Maybe we met out here and fell in love over bad barbecue.

I watched commercial ave. slide past and there in the distance were the lights of route 18. that was one of those moments that would always be Rutgers for me.

our whole country, which you never think of until it's gone, which you never love until you're no longer there.

Okay, we didn´t work, and all memories to tell you the truth aren't good. But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid. There should be stars for great wars like ours.

Depois olhas para ela e sorris um sorriso que o teu rosto hipócrita irá recordar até ao fim dos teus dias. Querida, dizes, isto é apenas um capítulo do meu romance. É assim que a perdes.

Okay, we didn't work, and all the memories to tell you the truth aren't good. But sometimes there were good times.

Later when he thought about it he realized that these very cousins could have gotten him laid if only he'd bothered to hang out with them. But you can't regret the life you didn't lead.)

Okay, we didn't work, and all memories to tell you the truth aren't good. But sometimes there were good times. Love was good. I loved your crooked sleep beside me and never dreamed afraid. There should be stars for great wars like ours.

Maybe it was loss or love or some other word hat we say when it's too fucking late.

Or our whole country, which you never think of until it's gone, which you never love until you're no longer there.

That was the heart of the matter. A new world was coming; a new world was already here. Maybe that was what getting older taught you, when you looked in the mirror and saw the passage of time in your face, when you looked at your sleeping daughter and saw the girl you once were and would never be again. The world was real and you were in it, a brief part but still a part, and if you were lucky, and maybe even if you weren't, the things you'd done for love would be remembered.

City of memories, city of mirrors.

Nothing lasts forever." "Some things do." "What kind of things?" "The things we like to remember. The love we've felt for people.