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Quotes About Reminiscence

Memories, you see, hurt. The good ones most of all.
~ Harlan Coben
Strange, what brings these past things so vividly back to us, sometimes!
~ Harriet Beecher Stowe
Then would come the remembering again, and the knife would be lost again while she (Gertie) sat helplessly fumbling, once more far from the man in the wood, tossed and whirled about as she was in the ringing, roaring fury." The Dollmaker, Harriette Arnow, p 418
~ Harriette Arnow
There are no stars tonight but those of memory.
~ Hart Crane
The King smoothed the blanket on Thackeray's back. He opened his mouth, and shut it. Then he opened it again, and after a moment, said, "You used to call me Papa, do you remember that?" The question took Azalea back. "No," she said.
~ Heather Dixon
The way that I miss you is like heavy rain drenching every inch of my body, and when I am dry again and forget you I miss missing you, until tears fill my eyes and I blink too fast to remember you until your face flashes before my eyes.
~ Heather Lydia Thornhill
Oft in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shown Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken. (from When the Splendor Falls by Laurie McBain)
~ Laurie McBain
I miss being a kid. I got food, clothing, and shelter for free. Grownups only get that in jail.
~ Leighann Lord
But I must admit I miss you terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby.
~ Lemony Snicket
I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip form slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory.
~ Lemony Snicket
There are so many objects that I find that I have forgotten about until they are in my hands again, and they remind me of times in my life I had otherwise forgotten, the way you will visit a place you think is new and then something, a sound or smell or some tiny detail, will make you realize it is familiar after all.
~ Lemony Snicket
He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for him to trace the beauty that had made him pick and so destroy it
~ Leo Tolstoy
I don't remember any blue poodles.
~ James Thurber
previous visit, she'd thought of Ariana.
~ Jan Moran
It was for the sake of what had been, rather than what was.
~ Jane Austen
Nay, cried Bingley, this is too much, to remember at night all the foolish things that were said in the morning.
~ Jane Austen
I know I shall probably never see him again, but I cannot bear to think that he is alive in the world and thinking ill of me.
~ Jane Austen
Piensa solo en el pasado cuando su recuerdo sea placentero.
~ Jane Austen
I love to be reminded of the past, Edward – whether it be melancholy or gay, I love to recall it.
~ Jane Austen
It was one of life's treats, wasn't it, paying a visit to your past, swinging like a ball on a string away from the person you loved, always knowing that the string must pull you back, and you would be oh so glad to get there.
~ Jane Smiley
It was one of life's treats, wasn't it, paying a visit to your past, swinging like a ball on a string away from the person you loved, always knowing that the string must pull you back, and you would be oh so glad to get there.
~ Jane Smiley
She could not imagine what she could do to reconstruct all the things she enjoyed, and she could hardly remember what it was that she had enjoyed.
~ Jane Smiley
When I was young, I got a lot of tattoos, and now they don't look so good. One time, I got drunk and got Eisenhower tattooed on my balls, but now he looks like Orville Redenbacher.
~ Janet Evanovich
Most of what happens to us goes unremembered. The events of our life are like photographic negatives. The few that make it into the developing solution and become photographs are what we call our memories.
~ Janet Malcolm