A Quote by Mike Ingham

...evoking memories, particularly of days gone by. — © Mike Ingham
...evoking memories, particularly of days gone by.
You have your wonderful memories," people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times past, things gone. Memories are the Westlake uniforms in the closet, the faded and cracked photographs, the invitations to the weddings of the people who are no longer married, the mass cards from the funerals of the people whose faces you no longer remember. Memories are what you no longer want to remember.
Anyone knows that my music isn't just centered around sex. It's thought-evoking and feeling-evoking.
DAYS THAT I'LL REMEMBER is a lovingly assembled and beautifully written collection of conversations, observations, and memories of music, friendship, and days gone by. It's good to be back again with John Lennon, his beloved Yoko Ono, and his trusted chronicler and friend Jonathan Cott.
I attended the public schools.And I have happy memories and strong memories of those days and good memories of the good sense and the decency of my friends and my neighbors.
Painful memories are gone! Together, we can build up good memories.
Gone are the days of just containing through the middle, gone are the days of just soaking up pressure. You've got to be able to take wickets.
I didn't realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
Recalling days of sadness, memories haunt me. Recalling days of happiness, I haunt my memories.
Gone are the days when my heart was young and gay, Gone are my friends from the cotton fields away, Gone from the earth to a better land I know, I hear their gentle voices calling Old Black Joe.
A life-long blessing for children is to fill them with warm memories of times together. Happy memories become treasures in the heart to pull out on the tough days of adulthood.
I have stood aside to see the phantoms of those days go by me. They are gone, and I resume the journey of my story.’ (David Copperfield) “But all that night he lay awake because the phantoms of those days were not gone. Like the tiny, terrible holes in the prophylactics, the phantoms of those days were not easy to detect—and their meaning was unknown—but they were there.
I love a psychological thriller, particularly ones that are written by women. I've just finished 'Gone Girl' by Gillian Flynn, which was so creepy and never failed to surprise me, particularly the end.
Gone is gone. I never miss anything or anyone because it all becomes a lovely memory. I guard my memories and love them, but I don't get in them and lie down.
It's true, Christmas can feel like a lot of work, particularly for mothers. But when you look back on all the Christmases in your life, you'll find you've created family traditions and lasting memories. Those memories, good and bad, are really what help to keep a family together over the long haul.
I have lived with you and loved you, and now you are gone. Gone where I cannot follow, until I have finished all of my days.
As you get older, the days have gone, and the years have gone, and it's 'whoosh!'
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