Quotes About Memories

Words matter, and the right words matter most of all. In the end they're all that remain of us.

Someday in the distant cyborg future, when our internal and external memories fully merge, we may come to possess infinite knowledge. But that's not the same thing as wisdom.

I always think upon Lee Strasberg with warmth, and reviewing his wisdom is a pleasure.

If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I'd be picking roses for a lifetime.

See him as the child he was.

Jika anda membuat seseorang bahagia hari ini, Anda juga membuat dia berbahagia dua puluh tahun lagi, saat ia mengenang peristiwa itu.

May we always meet on happy occasions.

I hardly think you'd be comfortable in this Succah for ever and ever," Papa said. "But I know just how you feel. It is nice to be making with your own hands the thing you are going to use. I'll tell you what we'll do. We'll leave the little house up for about a month after the holiday so you can enjoy it." "Oh, Papa," the children all cried, "how wonderful!

The bookshelf in my heart holds many titles. So can yours.

I don't remember ever deciding to become a performer. I just always was. I began performing by mimicking the performers on the new television that first took the attention away from me as the baby of the household. I continued performing to put a smile on my grandmother's face and always considered her when accepting or declining roles.

Our bodies are the burial grounds of dead time.

I thought about things stolen from me. I thought about the thieves I had known.

Her grandmother's pistol passed down, like a recipe for strudel.

The houses are all gone under the sea.

Take a moment to remember those you have lost along the way, and, let them know you thought of them this Christmas Eve day

Co? tam kiedy? by?o. Gwa?towny ruch kszta?tów, barw, okruchów emocji. Moje ?ycie albo cudze. Najpewniej jakie? wymy?lone. Ulepiec z lektur, niespe?nie?, starych filmów, nie doko?czonych roje?, zas?yszanych legend, nie wy?nionych snów. Moje ?ycie. Kotlet z bia?ka i kosmicznego py?u.

A mo?e warto ?y? dalej, przetrwa? z?e chwile i pó?niej z pob?a?liwym zdumieniem przypomina? sobie te drobne okruchy kl?sk i dziwi? si?, ?e tyle mog?y znaczy? kiedy? i tak niewiele brakowa?o do ostatecznego kroku.

I zrozumia?em, ?e ju? nie ma krainy mego dzieci?stwa. ?e ?yje ona tylko we mnie i razem ze mn? rozsypie si? w proch której? nadbiegaj?cej z nico?ci godziny.

As we travel life's long road We meet and make new friends. And even though the friends may go The friendship never ends.

Grandmas are moms with lots of frosting.

We'll be friends until we're old and senile, then we'll be new friends.

Grandmas never run out of hugs or cookies.

We had the kind of conversations that only great friends can ever share. They were touched with magic.

Just forget me... No reason. When it ends, it ends.