Quotes About Reminiscence

I have very warm memories about New York, about the old times, mostly the '60s.

A sweet thing, for whatever time, to revisit in dreams the dear dad we have lost.

Quite like old times,' the room says.

Happiness can be a simple thing just like dreaming of someone you've missed for a long time.

O call back yesterday bid time return.

I still have your wrist watch but I couldn't hold the time still.

She has a memory of trees and fields and nothing more.

Not all of the moments what you encountered in your mind are reminisced, the time will remember us.

You remember where you were doing each scene. 'Oh my God, it was so hot that day.' It's kind of cool to see a movie that you haven't seen in a long time and reflect on that stuff.

Everyone knows that there are some odors that send you directly back to memories of your childhood - odors from Christmas time and so forth.

I'm really happy and had such an amazing time performing at Super Bowl - wish I could relive it all over again.

It is stronge how smells can bring back vivid memories.

She remembered—oh, she could not stop remembering.

No es fácil mirar el propio pasado, sobre todo cuando uno creía que se habían borrado todas las huellas.

She wondered how long it would be before she could no longer remember clearly what he looked like. She turned her head to look at him now as if it were somehow important to remember, to memorize

He knew that after tomorrow he would try to remember what she looked like and not always succeed.

And she did not want to be reminded of how Christopher had changed. She wanted to remember him, if at all, as he had been before.

feel like the bright past is coming through the gray present and I want to look at it one more time.

But most of the time, we keep memories packed away. I sometimes liken that moment of sudden unpacking to circus clowns pouring out of a miniature car trunk—how did so much fit into such a small space?

For all of memory's power to yank us back into an overwhelming past, it can also fail big time—both short-term (the lost vehicle in a parking lot, the name at the tip of your tongue) and long-term (we made out in high school?).

Most of these seemingly collected by Keith's mother: "Some of the pleasantest recollections of my boyhood are of fried jackrabbit, baked jackrabbit, jackrabbit stew, and jackrabbit pie.")

Mixed in with all of its silly bullshit, Facebook is the literal manifestation of all our regrets, looping and looping, for free, on our computers and phones. People who should be gone and safely out of our lives forever are there again, one cryptic little glimpse at a time, reminding us of all the things we should or shouldn't have done. Then

Mixed in with all of its silly bullshit, Facebook is the literal manifestation of all our regrets, looping and looping, for free, on our computers and phones. People who should be gone and safely out of our lives forever are there again, one cryptic little glimpse at a time, reminding us of all the things we should or shouldn't have done.

Facebook is the literal manifestation of all our regrets, looping and looping, for free, on our computers and phones. People who should be gone and safely out of our lives forever are there again, one cryptic little glimpse at a time, reminding us of all the things we should or shouldn't have done.