Quotes About Memories

I've been thinking, Christopher Robin,' said Pooh, 'which do you like best: old friends or new?' Christopher Robin thought and, after a long time, said: 'Well, I like new friends because you never quite know what they'll do next. But I like old friends, too, because, however long you've known them, you are always discovering things you didn't know before.

Where did your long hair go?Where is the girl I used to know?How could you lose that happy glow?Oh Caroline, no.

I hope we'll be friends forever, together we'll always be. I don't think you understand just how much you mean to me. And one day when we part our ways, we'll think back to the past and think about how happy we are 'cause our friendship will always last.

My dad had a movie theater so I was there every night.

Home is where my mom is.

This was yet another good thing about drinking, of course: not that drinking made you forget things, but that it made it possible for you to plausibly pretend you'd forgotten things.

Some things can never be left behind.

Jesse couldn't picture a more desolate setting to meet his end. He watched the water drops gather and slide down the windshield, remembered how as a child he'd pretend they were eating each other, tried to pretend he was sitting in the back of his daddy's car now heading over to Grandma's for dinner.

Grief:" You don't get over it you just get through it you don't get by it because you can't get around it it doesn't "get better" it just gets different every day . . . grief puts on a new face.

I would borrow my mom's red Borghese lipstick and smear it on like a clown!

'Twas a yellow rose, By that south window of the little house, My cousin Romney gathered with his hand On all my birthdays, for me, save the last; And then I shook the tree too rough, too rough, For roses to stay after.

The past is gained, secure, and on record.

The mountain receives our expressions and becomes part of us; we imprint our memories upon it and trust it with out dearest divisions of out lives. Mt. Rainier does not exist under our feet. Mt. Rainier lives in our minds

To lose a passport was the least of one's worries. To lose a notebook was a catastrophe

Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people—they always go away, sooner or later. You can't hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they've touched you, if they're inside you, then they're still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.

The most pervasive feeling I remember from my own childhood is loneliness.

loved being back with Hantai Annie. He hadn't

Remembrance is the only paradise out of which we cannot be driven away. Pleasure is the flower that fades, remembrance is the lasting perfume. Remembrances last longer than present realities; I have preserved blossoms for many years, but never fruits.

L.A. Woman is amazing, but when I was growing up I was into the Who.

And those you are with in the presence of miracles, you never forget.

We honor our parents by carrying their best forward and laying the rest down. By

Not long thereafter, Danny appeared with us for the last time, at Conseco Fieldhouse in Indianapolis on March 20, 2008. In the band we all knew this was it. We wouldn't see Danny onstage again.

Someone that I used to be truly loved someone you used to be once. Try not to forget me.

You know, my dad wasn't a photographer or filmmaker by profession, but on Sundays, he would take pictures of me and my family or his pals horseback riding, and it was a means of communication and affection, a means of not being so dysfunctional with each other.