Top 1200 Family Memories Quotes & Sayings

My earliest memories are of traveling from Jacksonville, Florida, to visit my uncle and his family in Tallahassee.

Some memories remain close; you can shut your eyes and find yourself back in them. But there are second-person memories, too, distant you memories, and these are trickier: you watch yourself in disbelief.

It's strange to look back over a full season. Our characters have accrued all these memories, but so have we, the actors. And sometimes the character memories and the actor memories bleed into each other.

Memory is not pure. Memories told are not pure memories; memories told are stories. The storyteller will change them. I've always been interested in that.

I have more eating memories than cooking memories and many memories of being in the kitchen - I was always attracted to the kitchen - but nobody ever wanted me to touch anything.

I have to say, creating memories is so important to me that I did a book about creating memories for your family.

We comfort ourselves by reliving memories of protection. Something closed must retain our memories, while leaving them their original value as images. Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add to our store of dreams; we are never real historians, but always near poets, and our emotion is perhaps nothing but an expression of a poetry that was lost.

Fans all have their memories of pennant races, good memories, sick memories.

Since I'm always working, my best holiday memories are definitely when I can just go home and spend time with my family.

Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts.

Obviously the facts are never just coming at you but are incorporated by an imagination that is formed by your previous experience. Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts.

I think the best thing that I collect is memories. I love traveling; I love remembering stuff, my family, my daughter, my wife. I just love collecting memories of my trips, my experiences. And I think that's it. I'm not very glued to material stuff.

The kitchen is the heart of every home, for the most part. It evokes memories of your family history.

I grew up with a respect for sitting down and breaking bread with my family and loved ones, so I always try to make great memories for my kids.

Like many indelible family memories, carving a pumpkin begins with someone grabbing a really sharp knife.

I don't really have any childhood memories of my dad, unfortunately, .. I was 10 years old when he passed, so my memories are kind of skewed. I don't have many memories of my childhood, period.

I have the best memories as a kid eating ice cream. It was a family tradition that I had with my father. It was nice.

One of my favorite memories from growing up in Brazil is being in the kitchen with my family and watching everyone bake and cook.

Painful memories are gone! Together, we can build up good memories.

I think the isolation in China also has to do with people's memories being wiped out, collective memories as well as individual memories, by the fact that the recent history has been constantly rewritten and revised.

I want my kids to live their life with great family memories that they can pass on to their children.

I try to keep the happy memories. If that's what you call selective memories, I'm good with that.

My family means different things to different folks. I think, for most people, they have very fond memories and believe my family made important contributions to the country.

Growing up, dinner was when we would sit down, the whole family, and we would talk about our days and just create memories with one another. Now some of my favorite memories are eating and making food with my son.

Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future.

The NFL is such a large, multibillion dollar enterprise with fan loyalty because they have provided not only entertainment for sports fans, but memories, good memories, family memories to these fans, that can only bring about good will.

What is a family, after all, except memories? Haphazard and precious as the contents of a catch-all drawer in the kitchen.

Our most treasured family heirloom are our sweet family memories. The past is never dead, it is not even past.

Every family has bad memories.

All bad memories erased! Now you can make new ones-good memories.

I have good memories and bad memories of games against Chelsea. All the goals are good memories because all of them are special.

I don't know any Mormon that doesn't have warm memories of their family.

Because computers have memories, we imagine that they must be something like our human memories, but that is simply not true. Computer memories work in a manner alien to human memories. My memory lets me recognize the faces of my friends, whereas my own computer never even recognizes me. My computer's memory stores a million phone numbers with perfect accuracy, but I have to stop and think to recall my own.

My memories of Christmas, it was more about being around family.

Since my brother died in 1982, my parents and I had formed a shaky tripod of a family; now that I'd lost my father too, it was too easy for me to glimpse a future point where I alone was the keeper of not just my own childhood memories, but of my family lore.

I believe that without memories there is no life, and that our memories should be of happy times.

We all have a family and I think we all have a perception of our family that we like to keep and we all have our positive memories in a certain way. Then when life catches up to them, when you see a different perspective of them, or when you are a couple degrees over, you can see things differently and it shakes you to the foundation.

Paintings are memories. Memories of the painter who painted them. Memories that can be shared as well. Paintings are things to remember things by.

As a child, we visited the San Juan Islands during the summer. Kayaking, big family meals, playing on the beach - great memories!

For many of us, the holiday season triggers memories of food and family. That's certainly the case for me.

I have the most evil memories of Spain, but I have very few bad memories of Spaniards.

Keep memories of insult on a short leash, and memories of blessing on a long one.

The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.

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.

I want to live with all of my memories, even if they’re sad memories. I believe that if I stay strong, someday I’ll overcome the pain, and then I’ll be glad that I have those memories. I believe that there are no memories that are okay to forget.

Growing up with my family gave me some of my best memories. I'd like to have a family of my own - slip away for a bit and do nothing but spend those early years with my children.

I have so many great memories of Christmas because we're always spending it with the family.

Build traditions of family vacations and trips and outings. These memories will never be forgotten by your children.

I think it's a universal thing in every family, that people have their own specific versions of pivotal events or even small memories.

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.

You may forsake a person, a family, some location of the heart, but scars and memories cannot be discarded like used clothing.

Sadly, I have very vague memories of Burma. The family was forced to leave when the generals took over.

I grew up in a family that despised displays of strong emotion, rage in particular. We stewed. We sulked. When arguments did occur, they were full-scale conniptions, and we regarded them as family failings. Afterward, we withdrew from one another and tried our best to strike the event from our memories.

Probably the earliest memories for me would be going to restaurants with my family.

It feels like I've been singing since I was born, and I have so many great memories with my family and friends centred around music.

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.

To me, that's where memories are very interesting because what happens when we start losing memories? What happens when you can't take your memories with you? Who are we without our memories, without our past?

We are our memories," Dodge said. "That's all we are. That's what makes us the person we are. The sum of all our memories from the day we were born. If you took a person and replaced his set of memories with another set, he'd be a different person. He'd think, act, and feel things differently.

The memories we make with our family is everything.

I have family connections with Salisbury through my godmother. Her sister lived there, so I have very fond memories of visiting the city as a child.