Top 1200 Cherished Memories Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Rome is possibly my favorite city in the world. I have such fond memories there - most of them food related.

And once again we wish you All joyous things and more A day that's filled with happiness And memories to store.

I love the food, the girls, the sky and everything that is Delhi. I have very fond memories of the Moolchand flyover.

I have very vivid memories of my mom and dad making up batches of fake blood at night.

I have short-term memory loss. I know that some of the memories of the Super Bowl championships are fading.

Writers, like elephants, have long, vicious memories. There are things I wish I could forget.

Painful memories didn't just ease back in-they shoved the door open hard, all of them and all at once

We are the first to honour the memories of those who perished through slavery, by declaring August 1 as Emancipation Day.

My first memories are of picketing ex-servicemen's funerals and telling their families they were going to burn in hell.

Travel is a new experience that can transport you out of your everyday routine to create memories with the ones you love.

My earliest memories of holidays are from when I was about eight. We lived in Pennsylvania, and every year we'd visit Miami.

I find it very fascinating that one person or a group of people can get together as a choir and come up with a song that ends up inspiring people to create emotions, love and togetherness. Communication, which comes from this idea that sparks off of humanity and becomes something that is cherished and loved by the people, is very fascinating to me.

It is the beautiful task of Advent to awaken in all of us memories of goodness and thus to open doors of hope.

My memories of literary agenting are of a very happy time and there are surprising reminders of it coming back now.

There is nothing steadfast in life but our memories. We are sure of keeping intact only that which we have lost.

I will go back to riding one day - when I have kids. I have such amazing childhood memories of being on horseback.

The greatest joys of life are happy memories. Your job is to create as many of them as possible.

Our memories have voices, too. Often sad ones that clamor like raised arms in the dark.

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.

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.

Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.

I sometimes wonder if our memories are a myth. We think we remember, but we are remembering the story and not the actual event?

I don't think he was ever happy unless someone was in love with him, responding to him like filings to a magnet, helping him to explain himself, promising him something. What it was I do not know. Perhaps they promised that there would always be women in the world who would spend their brightest, freshest, rarest hours to nurse and protect that superiority he cherished in his heart.

The most beautiful things are not associated with money; they are memories and moments. If you don't celebrate those, they can pass you by.

The most likely way to kill a tradition is to over-formalize it, which is to carry it on in the same way after everyone has ceased to defer to it. The way to revive it is to show that it has grown out of and is still related to our most cherished values. But this requires radical insight and the stripping away of many things which are mere accretions.

Alzheimer's ... it is a barren disease, as empty and lifeless as a desert. It is a thief of hearts and souls and memories.

I had funny memories, too, but the music was more important to me than anything else.

During the day, memories could be held at bay, but at night, dreams became the devil's own accomplices.

Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.

Each night I lie down in a graveyard of memories. Moonlight spins a shroud about me.

My earliest childhood memories are of my dad putting a basketball in my hand and playing with me in our backyard.

Sometimes, in my adult life, I have memories of when I was young and really scared of being too close to people.

People say that bad memories cause the most pain, but it's actually the good ones that drive you insane.

I have fond memories of Singapore. I shot here for around 25 days for 'Bengali Babu English Mem.'

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.

Memories, how they linger in the twilight and in the wee small hours sometimes just before dawn.

Every country has its own perspective on the Second World War. This is not surprising when experiences and memories are so different.

Obligations, hatreds, injuries; what did I expect my memories to be? I was forgetting remorse. Now I have a complete past.

In some instances, the accuracy of past-life memories can be objectively verified, sometimes with remarkable detail.

I have made many memories during my time with Chelsea, which I will take with me into my next challenge.

But surely, if you trust God, you can believe the bad moments pass, and the good memories are worth enough.

Travel has always been one of the best ways to make new memories and reconnect with your loved ones.

I've subsequently become conscious of MAKING MEMORIES. Which makes me sound like a scrapbooker.

There is a point in the grieving process when you can run away from memories or walk straight toward them.

For me, returning to Los Angeles annihilates the memories of where I have just been with an astonishing speed.

One of my principal childhood memories is hearing one of the Liszt Hungarian Rhapsodies waft throughout the house.

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.

The world seems a lonesome place when mother has passed away and only memories of her are left.

You shouldn't wait for other people to make special things happen. You have to create your own memories.

Relationships may change throughout the gift of time, memories stay the same forever in my mind.

By calling it a memoir, I meant is as a collection of memories. I thought it was (a more) artful (title) than documentary.

The memories I can gather now of my parents are quite contradicting. My mother was the disciplinarian and my dad was the rule breaker.

Memories are bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces.

Old memories are very easy to get except that once you write about something you've destroyed it.

My objective is not to play for money, as I just want to leave good memories. That is the most important thing!

I don't care if someone remembered me. Life is for living and memories for those who we leave behind.

The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.

Plus, according to my mother, memories change like people do, especially if there's enough alcohol involved-Aphrodite

We're naturally afraid of a spider - these are memories that are being chemically passed down through your DNA.

Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth.