Quotes About Reminiscence

as those old engravings of the 'Cenacolo,' or that painting by Gentile Bellini, in which one sees, in a state in which they no longer exist, the masterpiece of Leonardo and the portico of Saint Mark's. We

cannot say, now that I come to think about it, how many times I heard the word "cousin

Memory, instead of being a duplicate always present before our eyes of the various events of our life, is rather an abyss from which at odd moments a chance resemblance enables us to draw up, restored to life, dead impressions; but even then there are innumerable little details which have not fallen into that potential reservoir of memory, and which will remain for ever beyond our control.

Marcel Proust

Love last one single perfect moment; the rest is merely reminiscence of what has already happened, but the single moment can be enough to make sense of more than one life.

When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too—leave them behind. You don't yet know about the habit they have, of coming back. Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been.

Lying in bed, half-covered by the blankets, I would drowsily ask why he had come to my door that night long ago. It had become a ritual for us, as it does for all lovers: where, when, why? remember...I understand even old people rehearse their private religion of how they first loved, most guarded of secrets. And he would answer, sleep blurring his words, "Because I had to." The question and the answer were always the same. Why? Because I had to.

When from a long distant past nothing subsists after the things are broken and scattered, the smell and taste of things remain.

I forget the name of the place; I forget the name of the girl; but the wine was Chambertin.

I don't eat a lot of junk food anymore, but I sure remember it. I used to go through boxes of Little Debbies. I liked Star Crunch, and of course those oatmeal pies.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Old as she was she still missed her daddy sometimes.

When the things you love exist only inside your memory they cannot be destroyed or taken from you.

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But never in his saddest dreams had he thought he'd spend his last years dusting this enormous old house for no one at all.

It's often the material things that provide the essence of memory.

We're living in a re-issue world, filching from the past like magpies with a Tardis.

It's funny, but I was just thinking I wouldn't mind a repeat of that boring evening when we elapsed to 1953," said Gideon. "Just you and me and Cousin Sofa.

In a funny way, I like the past, I'm a very nostalgic person.

I find that the further I go back, the better things were, whether they happened or not.

It's funny, when people talk about the 70s I can tell you the year of every album but when it comes to the later efforts I can't remember the exact years, it's funny isn't it?

It was mint and memories and the past and the future and she felt as if she'd done this before and already she longed to do it again.

I adore the past. So much more restful than the present. So much more dependable than the future.

I don't exaggerate - I just remember big