Quotes About Reminiscence

Every time I look at you, I want to cry, remembering everything that we had, and the fact that it's all gone.

I hope you never forget me, I hope you never regret me.

I think it's pretty safe to say that I'll never stop thinking about you.

A girl, no matter how many times she denies it, she will always remember every detail, every moment, every piece of the memories you've left her. No matter how much she tries to forget, it will always be there.

Reading old messages and remembering how it use to be.

And when he died, I suddenly realized I wasn't crying for him at all, but for the things he did. I cried because he would never do them again...

A memory is a beautiful thing, it's almost a desire that you miss.

Nothing is more consuming, or more illogical, than the desire for remembrance.

Even right in the middle of the worst times, I remember thinking that I would choose this exact life again, that I would do it all again.

There are definitely things about 'Legendary Child' that echo the music we did earlier in our career. It's got the right stuff.

Every time I do a game on TBS, I wear these: my dad's cuff links from 1958.

When I was acting for the first time in 'Squid Game,' I listened to a lot of music. I listened to a lot of music by Sanulrim, Yoo Jae-Ha and Kwang-seok. In particular, I listened to the song 'Reminiscence' by Sanulrim a bunch. Listening to that song assisted me emotionally.

Then again, I think about high school every day and I think about being a little kid every day too.

I always love going back to Los Angeles, because it was my home for 24 years, and I have many friends there.

Marjorie Luke was funny and huge, or at least I remember her that way.

He saw her not here in this room and not now in this hour but in the infinity of memory.

He raised his head to work out whether the memory was genuine or whether it was some reverse echo by which the present seems to duplicate itself in the past.

Still, looking through the old volumes was soothing, because thinking of the past made the present seem a little less real.

There's nothing more, except that I usually sit down until the flames die down and try to think myself back into the past.

Too much has been forgotten in the name of memory.

How memory conspires with objects of human craft, pressing time flat, inciting a tender reminiscence.

People getting older become more fond of objects. I think this is true. Particular things. A leather-bound book, a piece of furniture, a photograph, a painting, the frame that holds the painting. These things make the past seem permanent. A baseball signed by a famous player, long dead. A simple coffee mug. Things we trust. They tell an important story. A person's life, all those who entered and left, there's a depth, a richness.

Out on the lawn, Bunny had just knocked Henry's ball about seventy feet outside the court. There was a ragged burst of laughter; faint, but clear, it floated back across the evening air. That laughter haunts me still.

honestly can't remember much else about those years