Top 1200 Old Memories Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

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

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

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

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

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

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.

I'm one of these children who grew up at the knee of my grandmother and her elder sister, listening to very old people talk about their memories.

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

Is not old wine wholesomest, old pippins toothsomest, old wood burn brightest, old linen wash whitest? Old soldiers, sweethearts, are surest, and old lovers are soundest.

When our memories outweigh our dreams, it is then that we become old.

I have a lot of memories, but I don't go into capitalizing on that. Something's got to be my own. I'm not doing the record to sit here and broadcast my memories of my father.

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

I'll always have the memories of guys I lost in Vietnam. And I've lost friends since the war, but I'll always have the memories. The riches are great, but riches aren't everything, because when you go you can only take your memories and your word and your honor to the grave with you.

It is, I suppose, the business of grandparents to create memories and the relative of memories: traditions. We want to lodge moments, like snapshots, in the fleeting video of time.

It was fun to go back to the 'Bigg Boss' house; it brought back old memories.

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

Those rosy memories we all share are actually memories from our favorite TV shows. We've confused our own childhoods with episodes of "Ozzie and Harriet," "Father Knows Best," and "The Brady Bunch." In real life, Ozzie had a very visible mistress for years, Bud and Kitten on "Father Knows Best" grew up to become major druggies, and Mom on "The Brady Bunch" dated her fifteen-year-old fictional son.

Only when your memories are more important to you than your goals are you old.

I love to dance, and sing - in the shower, not in public. I'm too old to go raving, but my fondest memories are of that kind of thing - dancing, with lots of people, outside if possible.

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

Reunions are always fraught with awkward tensions - the necessity to account for oneself; the attempt to find, through memories, an ember of the old emotions.

Ideas come from ordinary, everyday life. And from imagination. And from feelings. And from memories. Memories of dust in my sneakers and humming whitewalls down a hill called Monkey.

I've reached the age where anyone who lets me talk seems like an old By listening to my memories, you have become part of them.

And I began to feel sorry for myself; for so many years, my drawer full of memories had held the same old stories.

I will always look at my little Paris apartment with fond memories but I am too old to be sleeping on a futon bed!

The act of smelling something, anything, is remarkably like the act of thinking. Immediately at the moment of perception, you can feel the mind going to work, sending the odor around from place to place, setting off complex repertories through the brain, polling one center after another for signs of re recognition, for old memories and old connection.

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

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

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

I never saw my grandfather because he had died before I was born, but I have good memories of my grandmother and of how she could play the piano at the old house.

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.

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

Some memories come with a very compelling sense of truth about them. And that happens to be the case even with memories that are not true.

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

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

Some of my old memories feel trapped in amber in my brain, lucid and burning, while others are like the wing beat of a hummingbird, an intangible, ephemeral blur.

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.

If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories." Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories.

Memories are the height of poetry only when they are memories of happiness. When they graze wounds over which scars have formed they become an aching pain.

His entired life bundled into wenty refuse sacks. His and her memories bundle away in Holly's mind. Each item unearthed dust, tears, laughter and memories. She bagged the items, cleared the dust, wiped her eyes and filed away the memories.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

This sounds like I'm a loser, but when I'm feeling down, or I need a bit of motivation, I do watch old NXT matches because they have some of my favourite memories as a performer in WWE.

Societies as well as people become afraid of change as they grow older. It's human nature. The young have adventures while the old sit at home and nurture their memories.

The little babies are missing their families from their past lives. The babies have old souls and the old souls have to shrink to become little babies. The tears loosen their memories so they can slide away. They cry at the life they have lost, and then they cry at everything they'll forget.

I know North Korea is the most ridiculous country in the world, but for me, my mum, my brother, and my families and old memories are so important.

I've worked so hard since I was 18 years old, and I'd hate for the memories to be boiled down to being a Melania Trump impersonator.

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

I have memories of watching the Champions League as a kid in France. We all supported different teams and they were intense moments. Great memories.

We are the sum total of our memories. Memories are the most precious things we have. Good or bad. That's what make us who we are. What would we be without them?

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

Forgiveness is a process of giving up the old for something new. Old experiences and memories that we hold on to in anger, resentment, shame, or guilt cloud our spirit mind. The truth is, everything that has happened had to happen. It was a growth experience. There was something you needed to know or learn. If you stay angry, hurt, afraid, ashamed, or guilty, you miss the lesson. You will be stuck in a cloud of pain.

We can't reliably distinguish true memories from false memories.

Some other memories of the funeral have stuck in my mind. The old boy’s face, for instance, when he caught up with us for the last time, just outside the village. His eyes were streaming with tears, of exhaustion or distress, or both together. But because of the wrinkles they couldn’t flow down. They spread out, crisscrossed, and formed a smooth gloss on the old, worn face.

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.

The young remember most deeply.... When we are old and failing, it is the memories of childhood which can be summoned most clearly.

Favourite stadium? I have good memories of my CL debut at Old Trafford, spectacular atmosphere. The Theatre of Dreams, as they say.

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

When it comes to memories of that iconic type, memories that are burned into you, I have maybe ten or so from my childhood. I'm a bad rememberer of situations. I forget almost everything as soon as it happens.

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

I have very warm memories about New York, about the old times, mostly the '60s.