Quotes About Mementos

Some travelers collect souvenirs, postcards, or bumper stickers; I bring home a pencil from the various places I visit.

I don't know why, but I collect the hand sanitizers in every country that we visit.

She took the posters downtown that afternoon. She filled a rolling suitcase with them ... she took a stapler. And a box of staples. And hope. I think of those things. The paper, the stapler, the staples, the tape, the hope. It makes me sick. Physical things. Forty years of loving someone becomes staples and hop.

When I die and my memories die with me, all that will remain will be thousands of yellowing photographs and 35mm negatives in my filing cabinets.

I have four warehouses full of stuff. I have every boarding pass of every flight I've ever been on. I have all the old contracts that we had from all the clubs and concerts we played, every one of them, up from 1980. Guitar picks and amps - it goes on and on.

I actually have a piece of the wardrobe of most of the characters that I've played. I always ask for something.

I keep mementos from everything I've done. I've got my cab driver's license from 'Happiness.' I've got a pair of glasses and a belt buckle from playing John Lennon. I've got a pair of sunglasses from playing Andy Warhol... It's all in a box in the garage.

I have some special things at home, but not too many. I've got two shirts framed - that's all - my first Premiership final with Saracens and my first England cap. They're not signed by anyone; they're not even washed. They stink!

Ever since I was a child, I've kept boxes and drawers and pages of things that I liked. I suppose that it constitutes a journal of sorts, but it's not in a ledger or a notebook.

Keep some souvenirs of your past, or how will you ever prove it wasn't all a dream?

Whenever I go someplace I always buy something, collect something, to help me remember the trip. So I guess I collect mementos from my many travels.

I have a picture of the Pont Neuf on a wall in my apartment, but i know that Paris is really on the closet shelf, in the box next to the sleeping bag, with the rest of my diaries.

I keep mementos from everything I've done. I've got my cab driver's license from 'Happiness.' I've got a pair of glasses and a belt buckle from playing John Lennon. I've got a pair of sunglasses from playing Andy Warhol... It's all in a box in the garage.

Her little treasures. Each item reminding her of someone or of something.

I collect autographed major-league baseballs.

I collect head shots from bands.

I've been collecting jerseys and shoes my whole career.

I collect rings from every country that I compete in, and I swap them around and wear different ones occasionally. I have about 10.

I am still attached to my wedding sari and preserve it with care. There are so many little things I have kept as loving mementos of my father and mother.

A secret talent or hobby... Hmm... I weirdly collect shot glasses.

What can a photograph mean? It seems to me, now, that it's not so much the image itself as the fact that it was kept. In my own bedroom closet are three large boxes I labeled—late one night, in a dark mood—PLUTONIUM. They are filled with my own keepsakes and very heavy, decades of living distilled down to a few potent sentiments: tenderness, longing, regret.

I'm incredibly sentimental, although I'm not one of those people who doesn't chuck anything out; I don't keep used tea bags - just special mementos.

As a matter of habit, I stop and pick up seashells that interest me, and I always put the ones I really like in a lovely Baccarat bowl in my living room. It's my way of remembering that I once was young and carefree.

This was the end of some of those friendships. They were left behind, artifacts of youth, boxed up with my comic books, my sketchbooks ans journals, and the rest of my teenage mementos. Only a select few of my high school comrades, like Mike, would remain lifelong pals.