Quotes About Reminiscence

I don't really see the hurdles. I sense them like a memory.

The times that were most fun seemed always to be followed by sadness now, because it was when life started to feel like it did when she was with us that we realized how utterly gone she was.

self-laceration is never more than a memory away

I'll remember you acting crazy!

Well, you know what happens to lovers: whenever they see a lyre, a garment or anything else that their beloved is accustomed to use, they know the lyre, and the image of the boy to whom it belongs comes into their mind.

I could hear my dad honking his horn impatiently down on the street. I... uh... used to live in your house, I found myself answering. And then I turned and ran full speed down to the street.

Morley put his hand over his heart and bowed from the waist, a gesture that somehow reminded Claire of Myrnin. It reminded her she missed him, too, which was just wrong. She should not be missing Morganville, or anyone in it. Especially not the crazy boss vampire who'd put fang marks in her neck that would never, ever go away. She was doomed to high-necked shirts because of him. But she did miss him.

How could I tell you about it? It was a dream. It didn't make any fucking sense, man. But I do remember it.

His eyes raked her form, and she knew he was remembering too. Remembering the feel of their lips moving together, the feel of their bodies pressed together, the feel of stirring desire. Embarrassment licked her cheeks. He, on the other hand, looked her right in the eye, bold as a grizzly and twice as smug. No regrets here, they seemed to say. He cocked a brow just to make it clear he'd welcome a repeat right here and now.

It was possible to leave things behind—places, people, memories—at least for a time. But places held tight to the things that had happened in them, and to come again to a place you had once lived was to be brought face-to-face with what you had done there and who you had been.

Quite without thought, he glanced at his left hand, and saw the ghost of the scar at the base of his thumb, the "C" so faded that it was scarcely visible. He had not noticed it or thought of it in years, and felt suddenly as though there was not air enough to breathe.

He remembered Jamie's face as they rode in to Helwater, alight as they saw the women on the lawn—with William.

His own words brought back to him the letters he had written now and then. The phantoms, as he thought of them: letters he'd written to Jamie Fraser—honest, conversational, heartfelt, and very real. No less real because he'd burned them all.

I remember all the way back to atom, when I would be doing things I shouldn't be doing. It is just how I was. It just gets me involved in the game.

Even when I went out to L.A. for the Chargers game, there was a couple guys there that had some kind of Duck stuff on, so I kind of expected it coming back to Heinz Field.

'All That' was fire but I don't really remember a lot of episodes.

I don't think of myself as a gearhead or a motorcyclist. I'm not that young, and this is like another life of mine. But the people I know from that era think of me that way.

Estas visiones, yo lo sabía, quedarían para siempre impresas en mi memoria, pero nunca tendrían eco en los recuerdos de los míos. Los buenos recuerdos son aquellos que vivimos con los que amamos, porque podemos evocarlos juntos.

If you've ever wondered where the good songs go After they've had their day, You'll be glad to meet a man I know, Wrinkled old and gray. He collects the tunes that time has thrown aside— Puts them under lock and key; For a penny he is glad to set them free.

They ask me to write down all I remember of the Glory days. A hard thing, because there is so much of Sorrow in the telling.

È per smaltire un carico di nostalgia che sei andato tanto lontano!

Nostalgia is the only friend that stays with you forever.

Boy, those were

The monsters want to talk, to share what happened. They want me to remember and write it all down.