Top 1200 Good Memories Quotes & Sayings - Page 11

Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable.

My face carries all of my memories. Why would I erase them?

San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories.

I love the rain - it washes memories off the sidewalk of life.

Yes, one gets over things. But there are certain memories one can't bit on.

I used to work in hotels and have very fond memories.

The most valuable things in a life are a man's memories. And they are priceless.

We don't have any bad memories of the people of the United States.

My earliest memories of country music are the Grand Ole Opry.

The memories seem like snapshots from someone else’s life.

Asking people about their first food memories can be illuminating.

Most of my memories are the sound of rain on caravan roofs.

I have great memories of my years in Edmonton and the players who were my teammates.

Our memories make us... even the darkest of them all.

Entrepreneurs have no memories. They take on the world with a completely fresh view.

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

There are two cinemas: the films we have actually seen and the memories we have of them.

Passing time adds false memories and modifies real ones.

May our memories of kindness be long and of offenses be short.

That was one of the most fundamental and sacred duties good friends and families performed for one another! They tended the flame of memory, so no one’s death meant an immediate vanishment from the world; in some sense the deceased would live on after their passing, at least as long as those who loved them lived. Such memories were an essential weapon against the chaos of life and death, a way to ensure some continuity from generation to generation, an order of endorsement and meaning.

After all, island living is where I began on Taransay, and I have such fond memories of it.

The devil! what beastly things our memories insist on cherishing!

A trophy carries dust. Memories last forever.

Talking with pictures and making memories is universally appealing.

One of my earliest memories of writing at a piano was alongside my sister.

'Silver Spoons' was great memories - absolutely the best.

I have very vivid memories of my mother reading to us as kids.

Heaven was the place where you kept alive the dreams of your memories.

Mallory dropped her head to the steering wheel. "Look, I'm mad at you, okay? This isn't about me. I know my painful memories are relative. My life is good. I'm lucky. This isn't about how poor little Mallory has had it so hard. I'm not falling apart or anything." He stroked a hand down her back. "Of course you're not. You're just holding the steering wheel up with your head for a minute, that's all.

Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.

I have memories - but only a fool stores his past in the future.

Most of my memories of the Sixties are ones of optimism, high spirits and confidence.

Memories are meant to fade, Lenny. They're designed that way for a reason.

1985 - That was my time in New York, and I have such poetic, fond memories.

If you want to keep your memories, you first have to live them.

A million feelings. A thousand thoughts. A hundred memories. All for one person.

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

Most terrible memories are a lesson and don't want them to be forgotten.

No sadness is greater than in misery to rehearse memories of joy.

A whole stack of memories never equal one little hope.

It takes a moment to make memories and a lifetime to forget them.

The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man

Some memories are unforgettable, remaining ever vivid and heartwarming!

Houses, like faces, hide all kinds of memories.

Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.

Nothing can take away our memories or what we know.

I strive for individual pictures that will burn in people's memories.

Vague memories hang about the mind like cobwebs.

Memories are hunting horns whose sound dies on the wind.

It may well be feared, that there is not enough Biblereading among us. It is not sufficient to have the Book. We must actually read it, and pray over it ourselves. It will do us no good, if it only lies still in our houses. We must be actually familiar with its contents, and have its texts stored in our memories and minds. Knowledge of the Bible never comes by intuition. It can only be obtained by diligent, regular, daily, attentive, wakeful reading.

Our memories, they can be inviting. But some are altogether, mighty frightening.

The memories you have are just recordings of things past, not chains to bind you.

History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

Memories are the only real gifts we can leave our children.

A man's age represents a fine cargo of experiences and memories.

Memories are their own descendents masquerading as the ancestors of the present.

If I should stay I would only be in your way So I'll go, but I know I'll think of you each step of the way And I will always love you I will always love you Bitter sweet Memories That's all I am taking with me Good-bye. Please don't cry We both know that I'm not What you need But I will always love you I will always love you.

Old houses are full with memories and that's why they resist to collapse!

My memories are of denim. I remember being 12 in my Levi's. Wow!

The things that go wrong often make the best memories.