Top 1200 Earliest Memories Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Most of my memories of Texas are of mosquitoes, watermelons, crickets, and my brother teasing me.

It turns out that this part of the brain is one of the first areas that's attacked by Alzheimer's disease. So we can now use some of the basic understanding of this part of the brain to ask the simple question, 'What is going wrong with these special cells in the hippocampus at the very earliest stages?'

My first memories are of Brazil. There's so much music there. It's one of my favourite places in the world.

Preserve your memories, keep them well, what you forget you can never retell.

Not she with trait'rous kiss her Saviour stung, Not she denied him with unholy tongue; She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at his cross and earliest at his grave.

If we lose all our sweet memories, it means we are dead even if we are alive!

I answer the heroic question, 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is in my heart and mind and memories.

I have a heart problem, so I have to simplify my life and be content with memories and friends and music.

One day these will just be memories that I haveso I try to enjoy it as much as possible

As important as shared memories is the silent agreement that certain things never happened.

When I look back on my childhood, my fondest memories are those surrounding the dinner table.

You try for a little happiness, and what do you get? A few memories and a fat stomach!

Brisbane is my favourite tournament... I have great memories here and always like to start the year here.

The best things in life come in threes, like friends, dreams, and memories.

Memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in quantum physics; they can be lost forever.

In Vienna, when I was a year-and-a-half or two years-old. I remember it because I remember the little blue raincoat I used to wear, and how the buttons felt. I liked to walk on the street in front of our house when it was raining, and jump into all the puddles. That's weird, but that's my earliest memory.

memories are like corks left out of bottles. They swell. They no longer fit.

One of my first memories is running up and down the theatre at Wakefield Opera House.

I don't like hawking 'round other people's memories. That wasn't part of the deal when I was born.

It has been handed down in mythical form from earliest times to posterity, that there are gods, and that the divine (Deity) compasses all nature. All beside this has been added, after the mythical style, for the purpose of persuading the multitude, and for the interests of the laws, and the advantage of the state.

I like Kerala a lot. The beautiful beaches there, the backwaters - I have good memories of the place.

Memories are links in a golden chain that bind us until we meet again.

I write with a mouse, because it has no psychological associations or memories or habits associated with it.

The brain has this amazing ability to find happiness even when the memories of it are gone.

Memory is essential to who we are, and memories can be both implicit and explicit - unconscious and conscious.

Art is the act of triggering deep memories, of what it means to be fully human.

I don't really have childhood-type memories. I had to grow up very young.

My earliest influence was Quincy Jones. I thought 'The Wiz' soundtrack was the most amazing thing I'd ever heard. It was my first record and you had Michael Jackson, Ted Ross, Nipsey Russell and Diana Ross on it. I even took it to show and tell in third grade!

Art as a fantasy has been one of my earliest experiences. I suppose a lot of my childhood was a fantasy that involved getting away from things I didn't like. Fortunately it had some relationship to reality so that later I was able to, to some extent, act as I imagined I might.

Money is just a symbol we use to facilitate te gathering of memories and experiences.

The earliest impetuses for writing, for me, were simply the strange things I happened to notice in my everyday life, stuff I read about in the grocery store tabloids my mom bought, situations that struck me as compelling, anecdotes I'd heard, images, words, metaphors.

At some of my earliest shows, we used to roll up 20 deep - if my mates can't come in, I can't come in. My record label couldn't understand it: plus-19 on the guestlist?! But that was how it was. Over the years - as it is with everyone, but amplified from being in the public - it's got smaller and smaller.

He had to deal all at once with the packed regrets and stifled memories of an inarticulate lifetime.

I have a lot of great memories of playing in Dallas as a kid, and I'm proud to represent Nacogdoches.

The way my mom dressed was one of my earliest inspirations, in those '80s suits with shoulder pads and things like that. For years, I ran away from that style. But now, all I want to do is shoulder pads and nipped-in waists and padded hips and peplums and poufed dresses.

So all a man could win in the conflict between plague and life was knowledge and memories.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

Photographs put time into such a perspective. They humble us and our selfish memories.

I've got a lot of very fond memories playing football from the ages of four.

Some of my fondest memories are of being in a van. It can be exhausting, but many adventures can be had.

May today be filled With bright hopes for the future And happy memories of the past

I think a universal feeling that we all share is that live experiences create indelible memories.

It's sad to know I'm done. But looking back, I've got a lot of great memories.

I never get hung up on the past - the memories are too negative.

Your lips and mine, two sips of wine, memories are made of this.

I shot "Footloose" nearby and we used to hike. Very fond memories.

When you have brought up kids, there are memories you store directly in your tear ducts.

A lot of people make memories as a high-school student, but I never had that.

My first memories of life were in rehearsal; that's why I can sleep through anything.

Who can stop climate change? We can. You and you and you, and me. And it is not just that we can stop it, we have a responsibility to do so that began in the genesis of humanity, when God commanded the earliest human inhabitants of the Garden of Eden, "to till it and keep it". To "keep" it; not to abuse it, not to make as much money as possible from it, not to destroy it.

I was never one to begrudge people their memories. From a child I would listen when they spoke of the past.

My first memories of life were in rehearsal; thats why I can sleep through anything.

The world is shaped by two things — stories told and the memories they leave behind.

May the moments of today become fond memories for tomorrow. Happy Birthday

Once, I was a master at recycling leftovers. Now I cultivate the art of simmering memories.

Taxpayers have long memories, especially when it comes to how their hard-earned money is spent.

Some of my favorite memories happened in the Boy Meets World classroom.

Ryan is my bridge to the past, to memories that lose some of their sting when he recounts them.

From my earliest childhood I nourished and cherished the desire to make a creditable journey in a new country, and write such a respectable account of its natural history as should give me a niche amongst the scientific explorers of the globe I inhabit, and hand my name down as a useful contributor of original matter.

In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain.