Top 1200 Remember Where You Came Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

They were two ruined souls doomed to wander their minds, if not the earth, trying to remember from whence they came.

Remember where you came from, where you’re going, and why you created the mess you got yourself into in the first place. You're going to die a horrible death, remember. It's all good training, and you'll enjoy it more if you keep the facts in mind. Take your dying with some seriousness, however. Laughing on the way to your execution is not generally understood by less-advanced life-forms, and they'll call you crazy.

I remember watching Mike [Michael Jordan]. I remember him having a royal blue blazer and all black t-shirt and he came out of a blue Corvette. That was dope to us. We were like, 'Yo, Michael killed today.' He didn't even talk to the media and walked straight into the arena. Everyday's like Mike.

I remember 'Hannah Montana' came out, and I was so depressed, I started crying because I was like, 'I want to do that.'

Roland grabbed Jake and hauled him to his feet. “You came!” Jake shouted. “You really came!” “I came, yes. By the grace of the gods and the courage of my friends, I came.

When the Spirit came to Moses, the plagues came upon Egypt, and he had power to destroy men's lives; when the Spirit came upon Elijah, fire came down from heaven; when the Spirit came upon Gideon, no man could stand before him; and when it came upon Joshua, he moved around the city of Jericho and the whole city fell into his hands; but when the Spirit came upon the Son of Man, He gave His life; He healed the broken-hearted.

I was raised playing music in coffeehouses and I feel that was the foundation for my career. I think it is important that we remember where we came from.

I remember when Muhammad Ali got beaten the first time. I remember when Lennox Lewis got beaten the first time, Sugar Ray Leonard, Mike Tyson. All of those were legendary fighters, and they came back, and that's what made them different - what they did after they got beat.

Life is so fast. And I still remember when I came up to the big leagues and played as if it were yesterday. Time flies.

I don't think there's a limit as long as I keep my head right, don't get above myself, work hard and remember where I came from.

I remember those great days when we were at $176 million before the Reagan Revolution came to town.

The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend you remember.

I can't remember any of the films I've done. You go from one to another, and they all blend in to a big mass. You remember the costumes because you remember how you felt - that Western I did with Kevin Costner where I wore the big hat and the two guns, I remember that.

At the age of three I began to look around my grandfather's library. My first knowledge of astronomy came from reading and looking at pictures at that time. By the time I was six I remember him buying books for me. ... I think I was eight, he bought me a three-inch telescope on a brass mounting. ... So, as far back as I can remember, I had an early interest in science in general, astronomy in particular.

I remember going to 'The Wood' and leaving my friend and my mom, who I came with, to go sit in the front row because I was so excited.

What was the competition? Well, I remember this Puerto Rican who came out in a short skirt and a gun.

I remember my brother came home with a bass and played a blues solo on it. I just went insane for days afterwards learning that.

Don't we all have moments we'd rather forget, and thoughts we wished never came to us? We say things too awful to remember.

Few can remember clearly when innocence came to a sudden end, the moment at which we ask for the first time: Am I loved?

Franco-American relations have been, and always will be, both conflictual and excellent. The U.S. finds France unbearable with its pretensions; we find the U.S. unbearable with its hegenomism. But deep down, we remember that the 'boys' - came to help us two times, just as the Americans remember that the French helped them with their independence. So there will be sparks but no fire, because a real bond exists.

Finally the novelty came. These days it seems to be normal to play novelties somewhere in the ending. Apart from just being the novelty, this move is also very strong. It is most probably that Radjabov found this natural improvement over the board, as he spend more than an hour, if I am not mistaken. But it could be that he was just trying to remember his own analysis (can you imagine how much he has to remember??).

I remember when I first came to America, nobody had a clue what a black Englishman was. I was either South African or Australian to them.

The music left only this bad hurt in her, and a blankness. She could not remember any of the symphony, not even the last few notes. She tried to remember, but no sound at all came to her. Now that it was over there was only her heart like a rabbit and this terrible hurt.

It's hard, when you're up to your armpits in alligators, to remember you came here to drain the swamp.

That came from my mother. She was the biggest influence on my life. I remember once refusing to get on a bus with her because she was wearing a mink, and I thought we should be taking a taxi. She just said, 'Who cares what people think?' and I remember sitting on that bus, being utterly embarrassed, but knowing somehow that she was totally correct.

Parents who wonder where the younger generation is going should remember where it came from.

I remember the people I knew in prison; I was very fortunate to know them - they came from 1910, 1920, 1930.

I think people need to remember what the situation was when President [Barack] Obama came into office.

Remember where you came from, where you're going, and why you created this mess you got yourself into in the first place.

I'm not the one who's so far away When I feel the snake bite enter my veins. Never did I wanna be here again, And I don't remember why I came.

My audience knows me, and I wear beautiful clothes as a badge of honor. They remember where I came from.

I tried to remember how to exhale. I had to look away before it came back to me.

Before dance came into my life, I don't really remember having any major goals or dreams of wanting to be anything.

I remember so well the day that you came into my life. You asked for my name, you had the most beautiful smile.

The older you get, the more 'mindfulness' becomes about trying to remember why you came upstairs.

Remember how Margaret Thatcher came to believe that abroad was more important than at home? Didn't do her much good.

I could have loved you once And said it But then you went away And when you came back Love was a forgotten word, Remember?

THE most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me

When I was 14, I came to school in London. I remember it was very cold, but also having to adjust and become fluent in English.

I vividly remember D'Angelo's 'How Does it Feel?' as a song I listened to around the time I came out.

The idea was that we would decide the order when we looked at the proofs. I remember Brion Gysin saying "Well, why change it? It's perfect the way it is, the way it came from the printer." Made one major change, that is, the first chapter that came from the printers, which would be the beginning, we moved to the end. The first chapter became the last chapter. There's no actual cutups in Naked Lunch.

I remember that poster of Led Zeppelin with the plane. I had it on my wall when I was a kid. I thought that was the coolest. It amazes me that it came true.

I was about three when my dad came home with a beautiful tin filled with chocolates. I hadn't had chocolate before, and I'll always remember it.

I'll remember this to my grave. We all walked into a room to see the screen tests. The first screen test was Marion Hutton's. Then came Janis Paige [who ended up with a part in the film]. Then on the screen came Doris Day. I can only tell you, the screen just exploded. There was absolutely no question. A great star was born and the rest is history.

I remember when Michael Jackson came to India and I was crazy about his gig.

When we escape from this earth, do we suppose we are going to heaven? Do you suppose you are going to the earth that Adam came from? that Eloheim came from? where Jehovah the Lord came from? No. When you have learned to become obedient to the Father that dwells upon this earth, to the Father and God of this earth, and obedient to the messengers He sends-when you have done all that, remember you are not going to leave this earth. You will never leave it until you become qualified, and capable, and capacitated to become a father of an earth yourselves.

Do you remember you shot a seagull? A man came by chance, saw it and destroyed it, just to pass the time.

When I came into politics, I remember reading these scorecards of my performance, and I would routinely have these comments about not being assertive enough.

I remember when Kriss Kross came out! I was round about the same age, or maybe a couple of years younger.

Now that I get a chance on the big stage, it's even more important to remember where I came from.

I can remember tasting cheese and onion crisps when they first came on the market - they were the most amazing thing ever.

I remember when I first came out on tour, it was Greg Norman and Nick Price. We forget how big Norman was, what a presence he was. I remember one of my first tournaments, Greg threw an orange peel down on the ground and some fan ran over and grabbed it. 'This is Greg Norman's orange peel!'

We don't really remember where we came from, and we're not too sure about where we go to, if we are, after this thing we call life.

'South Park' is so hilarious... I remember when it first came out: that show changed television forever.

You have to remember where you came from, and I definitely have enough brothers and sisters to kick me in the butt whenever I get out of line!

Embarrassingly enough, I often can't remember how I came to write something.

One day - I remember it was a Sabbath afternoon - I came to the synagogue with a book in my hand. I saw a commentary on the Bible by a certain Rabbi Moshe Dessauer, better known as Moses Mendelssohn. An elderly man came up to me - I was then maybe 10 or 12. "What are you studying?" he said. "Dessauer's commentaries," I said. So he gave me a slap on my face.

Who will mourn the passing of our magnificent kangaroos? Who will remember how the bush once danced in rhythm with the thumping, jumping kangaroos who flew over fences their great tails drumming on the earth? Who will remember the big red male kangaroo lying in the desert sun, his coat almost indistinguishable from the red earth from which he came?

O days remember'd well! remember'd all! The bitter sweet, the honey and the gall; Those garden rambles in the silent night, Those trees so shady, and that moon se bright, That thickset alley by the arbor clos'd, That woodbine seat where we at last repos'd; And then the hopes that came and then were gone, Quick as the clouds beneath the moon past on.

I think of how perhaps the best way to fly would be with hands full of earth, so you always remember where you came from.