Quotes About Memories

My father sighed, hiding behind the sad smile that followed him like a shadow all through his life.

Some years had passed, but one never forgets faces one wholeheartedly detests.

El mar lo devuelve todo después de un tiempo, especialmente los recuerdos.

The words with which a child's heart is poisoned, through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.

Time is a great healer. I never felt that Julian hated him. Perhaps that would have been better. I got the impression that he lost all respect for the hatter as a result of all those scenes. Julian spoke about it as if it didn't matter to him, as if it were part of a past he had left behind, but these things are never forgotten. The words with which a child's heart is poisoned, whether through malice or through ignorance, remain branded in his memory, and sooner or later they burn his soul.

What's wrong with him? I could tell you it's the heart, but what is really killing him is loneliness. Memories are worse than bullets.

I could tell you it's his heart, but what is really killing him is loneliness. Memories are worse than bullets.

Death does that:It makes everyone feel sentimental when in front of a coffin, we all see only what is good or what we want to see.

Life flies by, especially the bit that's worth living.

La juventud es una novia caprichosa. No sabemos entenderla ni valorarla hasta que se va con otro para no volver jamás…

No sabía entonces que el océano del tiempo tarde o temprano nos devuelve los recuerdos que enterramos en él

A parent never sees his children grow old. To a father's eyes, they always seem like those kids who once looked up at him with veneration, convinced that he had the answers to all the mysteries of the universe.

When he spoke those words, it seemed to Julian that the hatter had put off falling in love with his wife until he had already lost her. 'You only love truly once in a lifetime, Julian, even if you aren't always aware of it.

He believed that life gives us all a few moments of happiness. For some they last hours or days, for a few lucky ones they last for years. The memories from those moments stays with us forever and turns into a country of memory to which we try to go back for the rest of our lives without ever being able to

I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day. As

Jednog Boži?a Sempere mi je darovao najljepši dar koji sam ikada dobio. Bila je to stara knjiga, temeljito pro?itana i proživljena. 'Velika o?ekivanja Charlesa Dickensa...' pro?itao sam na naslovnici. Znao sam da Sempere poznaje neke pisce koji su ?esto posje?ivali njegov du?an i, sude?i po ljubavi kojom je rukovao tom knjigom, pomislio sam da je možda i taj don Charles jedan od njih. 'Vaš prijatelj?' 'Još od djetinjstva. Od danas i tvoj.

Cedo ou tarde, o oceano do tempo nos devolve as lembranças que enterramos nele.

Nos miramos en la penumbra, buscando palabras que no existían. Aquélla fue la primera vez en que me di cuenta de que mi padre envejecía y de que sus ojos, ojos de niebla y de pérdida, siempre miraban atrás. Se incorporó y descorrió las cortinas para dejar entrar la tibia luz del alba.

El señor Sempere creía que Dios vivía un poco, o mucho, en los libros y por eso dedicó su vida a compartirlos, a protegerlos y a asegurarse de que sus páginas, como nuestros recuerdos y nuestros anhelos, no se perdieran jamás, porque creía, y me hizo creer a mí también, que mientras quedase una sola persona en el mundo capaz de leerlos y vivirlos, habría un pedazo de Dios o de vida.

Sooner or later the ocean of time brings back the memories we submerge in it.

I-am mângâiat È™i i-am s?rutat fiecare centimetru de piele ca È™i când aÈ™ fi vrut s?-l memorez pentru totdeauna.

Los recuerdos que uno entierra en el silencio son los que nunca dejan de perseguirle.

Avevo sempre pensato che le stazioni ferroviarie fossero tra i pochi lughi magici rimasti al mondo. I fantasmi dei ricordi e degli addii vi si mescolavano con l'inizio di centinaia di viaggi per destinazioni lontane, senza ritorno.

Le podría decir a usted que es el corazón, pero lo que lo mata es la soledad. Los recuerdos son peores que las balas.