Top 1200 Best Memories Quotes & Sayings - Page 19
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Last updated on December 22, 2024.
As long as we remember a person, they're not really gone. Their thoughts, their feelings, their memories, they become a part of us.
My earliest memories of holidays are from when I was about eight. We lived in Pennsylvania, and every year we'd visit Miami.
That you are not already golden word in our streets Already memories Your love fades Already Whether you are no longer to have perished.
We are the first to honour the memories of those who perished through slavery, by declaring August 1 as Emancipation Day.
I live in the present. When I finish a film, it is behind me. My reward is in my work, not in a lot of old memories.
I'm happy with the memories of Germany - I lived and played there for five years, and made lots of good friends.
I sometimes wonder if our memories are a myth. We think we remember, but we are remembering the story and not the actual event?
Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.
My objective is not to play for money, as I just want to leave good memories. That is the most important thing!
What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one's memories.
For many of us, the holiday season triggers memories of food and family. That's certainly the case for me.
I want my children to have fantastic memories of their growing years, so I try to be as much a part of their lives as possible.
You must never forget it if that's an important memory to you. Especially when a person dies, he can only live in the memories of others.
Obligations, hatreds, injuries; what did I expect my memories to be? I was forgetting remorse. Now I have a complete past.
Remembering and seeing are not the same, and that is why memories are of little use to us in forming loving relationships.
Our memories have voices, too. Often sad ones that clamor like raised arms in the dark.
Leftovers in their less visible form are called memories. Stored in the refrigerator of the mind and the cupboard of the heart.
Plus, according to my mother, memories change like people do, especially if there's enough alcohol involved-Aphrodite
The kitchen is the heart of every home, for the most part. It evokes memories of your family history.
Smells, like music, hold memories. She breathed deep, and bottled it up for posterity.
There is a shrine in the temple of age, where lie forever embalmed the memories of such as have deserved well of their country and their race.
All good novelists have bad memories. What you remember comes out as journalism; what you forget goes into the compost of the imagination.
My early memories of my dad were taking me to play football when I was six - they are happy ones. They are my favourites.
Other people salted away money for their old age, but Nanny preferred to accumulate memories.
I take you and pile high the memories. Death will break her claws on some I keep.
If I have a last wish, I want to remember you. In an aimless life, to not even have those memories would be hell.
Painful memories didn't just ease back in-they shoved the door open hard, all of them and all at once
This is still the strangest thing in all man's travelling, that he should carry about with him incongruous memories.
The memories I can gather now of my parents are quite contradicting. My mother was the disciplinarian and my dad was the rule breaker.
For me, food is about memories, feelings, emotions, and so is Le Bernardin, and that's why it's not just a restaurant.
My fondest memories are of being hidden away in Scotland or Spain writing and working on songs for Wings.
Old memories are very easy to get except that once you write about something you've destroyed it.
Memories, how they linger in the twilight and in the wee small hours sometimes just before dawn.
I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress
Renault has always been a big player in the motorsport world that brings up incredible memories.
I have fond memories of Singapore. I shot here for around 25 days for 'Bengali Babu English Mem.'
My fondest memories are generally the day after Thanksgiving. I get the total decorating Christmas itch.
Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.
I grew up in New York City, and I've got wonderful memories of the Fourth of July fireworks.
Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me.
During the day, memories could be held at bay, but at night, dreams became the devil's own accomplices.
In some instances, the accuracy of past-life memories can be objectively verified, sometimes with remarkable detail.
Music evokes so many feelings in us, memories, nostalgia, things that are connected to our past.
I have these memories of watching my dad thoroughly enjoying his work and I would have so much fun on the sets.
Every country has its own perspective on the Second World War. This is not surprising when experiences and memories are so different.
I had funny memories, too, but the music was more important to me than anything else.
Nostalgia, the vice of the aged. We watch so many old movies our memories come in monochrome.
Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.
But surely, if you trust God, you can believe the bad moments pass, and the good memories are worth enough.
Experience had taught me that even the most precious memories fade with the passage of time.
I have found that all of my memories seem to need a place and that a good part of what we think of as explicit memory has to do with location.
I have had so many beautiful memories with all of my celebrity partners! They all have shaped me into the person that I am today.
Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don't ignore the present when you take them out to play.
To reminisce with my old friends, a chance to share some memories, and play our songs again.
I do remember the space program from my earliest memories. It's always been with me and something I wanted to be a part of.
Our memories are card indexes consulted and then returned in disorder by authorities whom we do not control.
There are so many happy memories that will be made. You just have to live long enough to get to them.
My memories of literary agenting are of a very happy time and there are surprising reminders of it coming back now.
I could tell you it's the heart, but what is really killing him is loneliness. Memories are worse than bullets.
Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.
