Quotes About Memories

I felt sort of sad that I couldn't remember the last time, before tonight, that I'd paid such close attention to the sky. It felt like that must be some kind of sign that I'd lost my innocence and grown up without even realizing it.

It's wonderful," his mother says, and I feel something old and familiar course through my blood. It fills all four chambers of my heart, and I think maybe, just maybe, it's happiness.

We'd had a bunch of classes together over the years, but I couldn't be sure we'd ever spoken one-on-one and now that made me sad.

Remembered pain tightened his mouth into a grim line. The weeks he'd spent looking for her had left permanent scars on his heart.

Good God. Johnny freakin' Ramos. Out in the hall. Of course, out in the hall. Hell, he'd spent half his life out in the hall,especially at Campbell Junior High,especially during seventh-grade social studies call. She'd gotten sent out in the hall with him once, her one and only time in the hall ever, the two of them put there to "work things out", and her poor little thirteen-year-old heart had barely survived the experience.

The bouncing cricket that was my brother is gone. Now when I look into his eyes, an old man stares back at me.

Svakog sam mjeseca sanjala ovu avliju. Sje?aš li se sjena narova drveta pri punom mjesecu, Amira? Sje?aš li se što smo tad govorile? Ako je mjesec na našoj strani, što ?e nam onda zvijezde?

To je uradila uvjerena da njen život nije toliko zanimljiv nikom osim njoj samoj, a njoj je ionako valjalo mrijeti. Nije pomislila da je brisanjem onoga što je smatrala okamenjenim uspomenama iz svoje li?ne povijesti, ona osudila tu jedinstvenu hroniku cijelog jednog života na zaborav koji sobom nosi nadolaze?a buktinja.

Puri found the walls bare, his secretary having put away all his accolades, including his signed and personalized Kenny G album cover

Outlines of dead logs I hauled away remained impressed on the damp earth, scarring the ground with their funereal shapes.

Once she entered the period of half-mourning, the widow would

Emile was not like you, not attached to houses. For you, houses are like people, are they not, they have a soul, a heart, they live and breathe. Houses remember.

Vous savez, Miss Jarmond, faire revivre le passé n'es pas chose facile. On a parfois des surprises désagréables. La vérité est plus terrible que l'ignorance.

Are we not forever shaped by our childhood, its scars, its secrets, its hidden pain?

If my childhood were a sandwich, there would be no meat hanging off the bread.

Celestial, I dated this other girl, also born and

what loss has taught me of love. Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied.

Our house isn't simply empty, our home has been emptied. Love makes a place in your life, it makes a place for itself in your bed. Invisibly, it makes a place in your body, rerouting all your blood vessels, throbbing right alongside your heart. When it's gone, nothing is whole again.

As we made our way to the grave, I marveled at how a town so small had accumulated so many dead.

You would have been crazy for my ex-husband," Gwen told her once, as Willie Mae pulled the straightening comb, sizzling with grease. "Is he still available?" Mother chuckled and took a drag from her cigarette, catching the smoke with a damp towel. "He was available the whole time I was married to him.

The one thing I don't miss is how we fought so much. I can't believe we wasted so much time fussing over nothing. I think about every time I hurt you.

After a few miles, the hearse led the small processional down a bumpy, unpaved road. The jostling unlocked something in Roy Senior, who said, "I love Olive in ways

The dead end was considered a plus because we could play in the road without getting run over. Sometimes I envy the children today with all their tae kwon do, psychotherapy, and language immersion, but at the same time, I appreciate that back then being little meant you really didn't have to do anything but stay alive and have fun.

So watch me strike a match on all my wasted time. As far as I'm concerned you're just another picture to burn.