Quotes About Memories

All the things that matter in life are the things that you can't measure.…

Since we all go to the same place in the end, the moments we spent with each other are the only things that do matter.

The pain of loss was still there. It never went away. It just got buried in time, like a rock slowly being covered over by dirt.

Recordamos los buenos tiempos y los malos tiempos, olvidando que la mayor parte de las veces ni son buenos ni son malos. Solo son.

All my favorite stars, my family and my friends are here. I'm having the happiest birthday that an 18-year-old girl could ever have.

Writer Mary Jo Putney says, "What one loves in childhood stays in the heart forever.

my life has a soundtrack. And the songs from that soundtrack can stir memories and provoke emotion in me like nothing else.

it's important to reality-check our nostalgic ideas by uncovering and examining the tradeoffs and contradictions that are often deeply buried in all of our memories. Were the comfort and safety of that past existence real? If so, were they at someone else's expense?

The past can only be accepted. It can't be forgotten, edited or erased. And it can never be changed. Anonymous

These things we hold on to, they are more than just things. They prove our history, who we are, where we came from.

Maybe, like Bibi's mashed potatoes, life has special ingredients, too - times that make it more special - stuff that gives it more zing" -Violet

On October 29, I drove to Fort Wayne, Indiana, with Kerry Von Erich, another of Fritz Von Erich's sons. Kerry was a big, handsome, well-built kid with a kind streak a mile wide who wouldn't think twice about giving you the shirt off his back. I loved how genuine and considerate he was, especially to the fans.

The cup of our mind is actually filled to the brim with swirling memories, plans, imaginings, and worries. Even without going so far as to empty the cup, a few minutes of physical stillness and calm attentiveness can allow the muddy water of the mind to stop swirling, such that the water begins to clear and the murky thoughts and emotions begin to settle.

Some day I'll come back and enjoy this place, he promised himself. And smiled to himself, knowing only too well that life had a way of never giving you the time to come back.

I love inscriptions on flyleaves and notes in margins, I like the comradely sense of turning pages someone else turned, and reading passages someone long gone has called my attention to.

If you happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Road, kiss it for me? I owe it so much.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived. The odors of fruits waft me to my southern home, to my childhood frolics in the peach orchard. Other odors, instantaneous and fleeting, cause my heart to dilate joyously or contract with remembered grief. Even as I think of smells, my nose is full of scents that start awake sweet memories of summers gone and ripening fields far away.

We only have the past that we have. Not all of our deeds were incorrect.

Your memories will be a flock of birds, silently flying in the sky. You will see them flying in and see them flying away. The memories will disappear and there will be nothing left.

The skerry was resting in the sea. It was like being in a cradle, or on a deathbed, he thought. All the voices hidden in the cliff were whispering. Even rocks have memories, as do waves and breakers. And down below, in the darkness where fish swam along invisible and silent channels, there were also memories.

A história não é só o que deixamos para trás, mas é também algo que nos vai acompanhando ao longo da vida.

A woman would have never been able to live in a house with no pictures of her family

Key rings rattle throughout history. Each key, each lock has its tale.

Mais il ne l'a pas oubliée, il ne l'oubliera jamais, elle était le grand amour de sa vie. Et elle, maintenant, je la retrouve en train de se biturer en plein midi à poil dans sa cuisine. Elle aussi, elle erre dans ce brouillard morose, et moi je n'ai toujours pas réussi à m'en libérer, alors que je vais avoir bientôt trente ans.