Top 1200 Memories Made Quotes & Sayings

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.

People think dreams aren't real just because they aren't made of matter, of particles. Dreams are real. But they are made of viewpoints, of images, of memories and puns and lost hopes.

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.

Campus ... brings back so many memories that I would ... have made.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I know a girl made of memories and phrases, lives her whole life in chapters and phases.

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

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

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.

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

I was really interested in this ability for others to create virtual memories for us. In "The Cartographers" I explore this through Adam Woods, and the company he works for, which produces virtual memories that people can beam into their consciousness. While the technology is sci-fi, the story is also a metaphor for the way love relationships create memories in our minds.

There are so many happy memories that will be made. You just have to live long enough to get to them.

I finally understood that no matter what I did, or who I found, I-he-none of us-would ever be able to win over the memories she had of Dad, memories that soothed her even while they made her sad, because she'd built a world out of them she knew how to survive on even if no one else could.

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

Analysis helps patients put their unconscious procedural memories and actions into words and into context, so they can better understand them. In the process they plastically retranscribe these procedural memories, so that they become conscious explicit memories, sometimes for the first time, and patients no longer need to "relive" or "reenact" them, especially if they were traumatic.

Music, at its essence, is what gives us memories. And the longer a song has existed in our lives, the more memories we have of it.

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.

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

I have fond memories of Chris Penn, who's sadly not with us. He always made me laugh - it was great to be with him.

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?

Turning 40, your past really comes back to you. You're very aware of where you've been the plans you've made, the memories you have, and the mistakes you've made.

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.

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.

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

Regrets and Mistakes, they're Memories made

In our memories, there is a graveyard where we bury our dead. They all lie there together, the loved ones and the ones we hated, friends and foes and kin, with no distinction among them. We have to mourn every one of them, because our memories have made them as much a part of us as our bones or our skin. If we don't, we've no right to remember anything at all.

Memories, pressed between the pages of my mind. Memories, sweetened through the ages just like wine.

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.

Our memory is made up of our individual memories and our collective memories. The two are intimately linked. And history is our collective memory. If our collective memory is taken from us - is rewritten - we lose the ability to sustain our true selves.

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

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.

Though we are made of memories, we live only in the here and now.

Memories are who we are. In the end, that's all the luggage you take with you. Love and Memories are what last.

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

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

Life is simply a collection of memories, but memories are like star light... They live on Forever.

To have memories of those you have loved and lost is perhaps harder than to have no memories.

In my life I find that memories of the spirit linger and sweeten long after memories of the brain have faded.

I have a lot of bitter memories from Beijing. Hopefully, we can erase those memories and bring the gold back to Japan.

I have memories of films that nobody ever saw, that I was very proud of, and those are still great memories.

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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.

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

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

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

Memories, even hard memories, grew soft like peaches as they grow older.

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.

Many books owe their success to the good memories of their authors and the bad memories of their readers.

But as the cerebellum degrades with age, so does the quality of memories. The memories are there, but they're not as good.

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.

Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.

What I have got from my childhood aren't toys, but memories. And happy memories are better than any toy.

The autobiographical self is built on the basis of past memories and memories of the plans that we have made; it's the lived past and the anticipated future.

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

The memories obviously of playing with Maradona are fantastic memories, he's probably the most important part of my career.

This is how memories are made... by going with the flow.

I'm happy with the memories of Germany - I lived and played there for five years, and made lots of good friends.