Total found: 310
A.H. Scott
When it seems you are having too much fun, then a switch turns on in your head and makes you think; if only there were a way to take a snapshot of this moment and place it into a mason jar next to some peach preserves. Or, you can just close your eyes and let the joy sink into your psyche. Each, in their own way will last a lifetime. - A.H. Scott 4/29/12
Adriana Trigiani
People have often told me that one of their strongest childhood memories is the scent of their grandmother's house. I never knew my grandmothers, but I could always count of the Bookmobile.
Aeschylus
In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain
Agnes Chew
Moments later, I was climbing nervously into the back of the car. The driver wore the archetypal expression of an antagonist. No words were exchanged beyond the brief lines uttered to this nameless stranger, whose inclinations remained unclear. The car sped along empty roads and traversed dingy alleyways. Music blared from its speakers. I did not remember exhaling throughout the entire journey.
Akshay Vasu
You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under the shower. You are those memories that won't lets you sleep at night peacefully. You are those words that you will never say while speaking with someone. You are those scars that you always hide from everyone. You are those little secrets that you will never let the world know. You are everything that you hide under the identity that you call the real you.
Akshay Vasu
They burnt down the whole palace and they laughed menacingly. The shadows of the dreams and memories they burnt alive walked all over the ruins, trying to hold on to the charred pieces of their body.
Akshay Vasu
He ran as fast as he could, but the memories were fast too. He stumbled upon them and fell to the ground. The memories got up and stared into his eyes menacingly, they laughed harder and kept their foot on his neck. He choked and fought to breathe. He tried and failed to scream. They choked him hard until he suffered and died miserably inside.
Akshay Vasu
You are the stories and incidents that you never tell to anyone. You are the thoughts that you get while standing under theshower. You are those memories that won't lets you sleep at night peacefully. You are those words that you will never say while speaking with someone. You are those scars that you always hide from everyone. You are those little secrets that you will never let the world know. You are everything that you hide under the identity that you call the real you.
Akshay Vasu
I will continue to exist in all these little moments. where we took the first dip of love and my heart skipped a beat. Our first walk, the first touch which burnt my soul, that first rain, the first kiss, the first comfortable silence between us. How many years may pass, Whenever I am sitting near the window and its raining or whenever I am sitting by a fireside and its cold, There will always be a piece of me which reminds me of you. It will stay in this moment forever.
Akshay Vasu
I am sitting here, staring at the dark sky and drunk with memories. laughing like a maniac while crying an ocean. Somewhere it feels like somebody is kissing my lips passionately. While they are continuously pushing a knife, deep into my chest.
Akshay Vasu
It is weird to see how people sometimes doesn't value and ignore the love and effort of the people who love them and try to stay. They push them away only to realise everything they did after they leave and make their memories as pillows to sleep over and cry upon it later.
Akshay Vasu
And the moment she held that diary in her hands, she summoned all her demons at once. The moment she opened it a hand from every page held her and pulled her inside. And in a moment even before she could realize what was happening to her she was drowning in the sea, fighting to breathe and fighting to swim back to the surface. But the hands kept pulling her down deep into the darkness until her voice died slowly.
Alfa H
How is it that hearts hold on to memories with the strength of hope and possibilities.
Alfa H
Your memory straddles my mind.
Alfa H
There are days when I want to dip my soul in memories and just soak. Then there are others where I'm praying they'll be washed away.
Alfred Tennyson
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despairRise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.
Alice Miller
Without realizing that the past is constantly determining their present actions, they avoid learning anything about their history. They continue to live in their repressed childhood situation, ignoring the fact that is no longer exists, continuing to fear and avoid dangers that, although once real, have not been real for a long time.
Ally Condie
Isn't it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key. It's not an act of bitterness. It's an act if self-preservation. It's not always a bad idea to stay behind the window and look out at life instead, is it?
Alysha Speer
Love is hard to find, hard to keep, and hard to forget.
Amaka Imani Nkosazana
If life is a song, you must be the superb lyrics to a sweet melody.
Amaka Imani Nkosazana
Time is valuable in life. You can show someone how much you appreciate them by giving your time. A good amount of time goes by each day. Spending time with the ones you love shows them how much you care.
Amber Sparks
Was that the point of suffering: to understand, in some way, what you still had? To clarify it, to rip the stars from the sky and hold them in the hand like diamonds
Andrew Solomon
Listen to the people who love you. Believe that they are worth living for even when you don't believe it. Seek out the memories depression takes away and project them into the future. Be brave; be strong; take your pills. Exercise because it's good for you even if every step weighs a thousand pounds. Eat when food itself disgusts you. Reason with yourself when you have lost your reason.
Anna Quindlen
The biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of the three on them sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages 6, 4, and 1. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in a hurry to get on to the next things: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less.
Anne Lamott
I don't know where to start, one [writing student] will wail. Start with your childhood, I tell them. Plug your nose and jump in, and write down all your memories as truthfully as you can. Flannery O' Connor said that anyone who has survived childhood has enough material to write for the rest of his or her life. Maybe your childhood was grim and horrible, but grim and horrible is Okay if it is well done. Don't worry about doing it well yet, though. Just get it down.
Anne Lamott
Remember that you own what happened to you. If your childhood was less than ideal, you may have been raised thinking that if you told the truth about what really went on in your family, a long bony white finger would emerge from a cloud and point to you, while a chilling voice thundered, We *told* you not to tell. But that was then. Just put down on paper everything you can remember now about your parents and siblings and relatives and neighbors, and we will deal with libel later on.
Anthony Liccione
Every corner and room of a house will carry memories, make these the most pleasurable times you shared with your family.
Anthony Liccione
A tormented mind wants to forget, what a broken heart will always remember.
Anurag Shourie
Nostalgia can be more painful than a surgeon's knife.
Ary Hidayat
Not all things can be expressed through words, not all the words reflect the truth.
Ayushee Ghoshal, 4 AM Conversations with the Ghosts of Old Lovers
What I cannot tough, remains a memory, I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be
Bahaa Taher
Misery is a scar on the soul, that if it begins in childhood, it lasts the whole lifetime. I understand that no two scars are alike, but I also ask myself; even if these scars are not alike, aren't these things engraved on our souls signed by which we know each other?Aren't we also alike?
Barbara Kingsolver
A territory is only possessed for a moment in time.
Belle Hale
I would remember this as one of those moments in life that I can hold onto and smile about, forever.
Bill Watterson
In the short term, it would make me happy to go play outside. In the long term, it would make me happier to do well at school and become successful. But in the VERY long term, I know which will make better memories.
Bluenscottish
The journey to self discovery forges many paths, the footprints left behind are the memories of what was and the belief of what is.~bns
Bram Stoker
Even if she be not harmed, her heart may fail her in so much and so many horrors; and hereafter she may suffer--both in waking, from her nerves, and in sleep, from her dreams.
C.G. Jung
The sight of a child…will arouse certain longings in adult, civilized persons
C.J. Carlyon
I still think about you at nightyou come back to me with the stars.
Cameron Dokey
Unhappy memories are persistent. They're specific, and it's the details that refuse to leave us alone. Though a happy memory may stay with you just as long as one that makes you miserable, what you remember softens over time. What you recall is simply that you were happy, not necessarily the individual moments that brought about your joy.But the memory of something painful does just the opposite. It retains its original shape, all bony fingers and pointy elbows. Every time it returns, you get a quick poke in the eye or jab in the stomach. The memory of being unhappy has the power to hurt us long after the fact. We feel the injury anew each and every time we think of it.
Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Aryami Bose's home had been closed up for years, inhabited only by books and paintings, but the spectre of thousands of memories imprisoned between its walls still permeated the house.
Carlos Ruiz Zafón
Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go.
Caroline George
There comes a moment when we must choose how we're going to love someone. Some forms of love leave a sweet memory once they're gone, others leave scars. But there are forms that when stolen, destroy part of who we are
Cassandra Clare
Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest,listening to the ever-weakening beat of his heart. And in the shadows they'd whispered, reminding each other of the stories only they knew. Of the girl who had hit over the head with a water jug the boy who had come to rescue her, and how he had fallen in love with her in that instant. Of a ballroom and a balcony and the moon sailing like a ship untethered through the sky. Of the flutter of the wings of the clockwork Angel. Of holy water and blood.
Cassandra Clare
There are memories that time does not erase... Forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable.
Cassandra Clare
There's something about a place you've been with someone you love. It takes on a meaning in your mind. It becomes more than a place. It becomes a distillation of what you felt for each other. The moments you spend in a place with someone... they become part of its bricks and mortar. Part of its soul.
Cassandra Rose Clarke
She had thought about that moment so often during the past few years it had dried out. It was stale, like old, odourless potpourri. But she still want back to it, because it was the only one.
Catalina Aguilar Mastretta
Extraño a Emiliano por primera vez. Lo extraño con el agua de la fuga, con la punta de los dedos, con un círculo negro que me rebota por el cuerpo.
Catalina Aguilar Mastretta
No tiene nada que ver si hablas o no hablas. Te trajiste una parte de él en ti, esa parte es tuya. Y la que tú le dejaste a él, es suya. Si él quiere ser un imbécil que no la usa, será su problema. A ti no te quita nada.
Catherine Coulter
She'd be dead before the memories and pain were finally gone; she knew it, accepted it, and dealt with it.
Catherynne M. Valente
Her father's shadow looked sadly down at her. You can never forget what you do in a war, September my love. No one can. You won't forget your war either.
Charlotte Eriksson
You were the hardest year of my life and I've never been so happy. What does that say about me?
Cheryl Strayed
He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.
Christina Westover
You know how sometimes you remember a place you once loved, a movie you've enjoyed, only to be disappointed when you return to that place or see that movie for a second time? Well, it wasn't disappointing. She sounds exactly as I remember her
Christopher Isherwood
Think of two people, living together day after day, year after year, in this small space, standing elbow to elbow cooking at the same small stove, squeezing past each other on the narrow stairs, shaving in front of the same small bathroom mirror, constantly jogging, jostling, bumping against each other's bodies by mistake or on purpose, sensually, aggressively, awkwardly, impatiently, in rage or in love
Coco J. Ginger
I remember when your name was just another name that rolled without thought off my tongue.Now, I can't look at your name without an abundance of sentiment attached to each lettter.Your name, which I played with so carelessly, so easily, has somehow become sacred to my lips.A name I won't throw around lightheartedly or repeat without deep thought.And if ever I speak of you, I use the English language to describe who you were to me. You are nameless, because those letters grouped together in that familiar form….. carries too much meaning for my capricious heart.
Coco J. Ginger
You don't deserve my image in your head. You don't deserve my memories in your chest.
Cornelia Funke
Books are like flypaper, memories cling to the printed pages better than anything else.
Criss Jami
As individuals die every moment, how insensitive and fabricated a love it is to set aside a day from selfish routine in prideful, patriotic commemoration of tragedy. Just as God is provoked by those who tithe simply because they feel that they must tithe, I am provoked by those who commemorate simply because they feel that they must commemorate.
Crystal Woods
I want to take all our best moments, put them in a jar, and take them out like cookies and savor each one of them forever.
D.S. Mixell
Living in the moment works sometimes, but when alone, it clouds over your memories and dreams, and those are what I need to survive.
Daniel J. Rice
The trout is still with me, as are my memories. The future is somewhere between these two forces, but it lives in mystery. The river records to trail behind or before me, and covers everything as it flows. This mountain and this river are old, yet as I wade alone, they both appear young and new to me.
David Levithan
If this continues, if this goes on, then when I die, your memories of me will be my greatest accomplishment. You memories will be my most lasting impressions.
David Levithan
It scares me how hard it is to remember life before you. I can't even make the comparisons anymore, because my memories of that time have all the depth of a photograph. It seems foolish to play games of better and worse. It's simply a matter of is and is no longer.
Debasish Mridha
Let us measure time not by moments but by memories.
Debasish Mridha
At the end of our lives, nothing remains except memories.
Deyth Banger
What's the differences fantasies, reality, dreams and memories. It's all the same, just noises.- Ghost in The Shell
Donna Lynn Hope
Where are the memories that held us together? Where are the dreams that were yet to come? I'm afraid to be happy. I shouldn't be happy. If I'm happy without you does that mean I've told you goodbye?
Eden Butler
Funny thing about love, ain't it? Sometimes it saves you and sometimes, like right then, even love isn't enough.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Time Does Not Bring ReliefTime does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide. There are a hundred places where I fear To go,
Emily Brontë
And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again?
Erin Hanson
There are ghosts of yourself scattered everywhere,Whispers of a moment suspended in time,Where every life that you've brushed up againstNow lives with a piece of you trapped in their mind.
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
Photos of yesterday give good evidence of how yesterday was and they are a true prove of history!
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
The day history will die and lose its essence with time, memories will not only die, but they shall also surely be forgotten with time!
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
Though a new cloth makes you look new, when you see the old cloths, you remember the old life
Ernest Agyemang Yeboah
One day, the child will understand what he feared most and he will laugh at his ignorance!
Ernestine Gilbreth Carey
In a person's lifetime there may be not more than half a dozen occasions that he can look back to in the certain knowledge that right then, at that moment, there was room for nothing but happiness in his heart.
F.K. Preston
Dreams are memories. Memories are dreams. But my time with you hasn't become a dream just yet. Because the sensation of your kisses keep me from sleep. I'm in love, God help me, I'm in love.
Faraaz Kazi
She stares at it for several moments before taking it out from underneath the plastic film that covers it. Then she holds it with the affection of a mother for her new-born child, tender and loving; Preeti's eyes soften briefly just for that moment. The lava of hurt makes way into her throat, setting ablaze all that she has held within. As memories meet sentience, the apartment echoes with her muffled cries. The photograph, a silent spectator, drenches in her grief as the tears start their descent.
Fennel Hudson
Friends can create our most cherished memories.
Fredrik Backman
It's strange how quickly the significance of of a certain smell can change, depending on what path it decides to take through the brain. It's strange how close love and fear live to each other.
Gabriel García Márquez
They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by little in their own time, turning into memories, mists from other days, until they were absorbed into oblivion.
Gabrielle Dubois
My own heart is in my characters. My novels are my memories; they are the best part of me.
Gayla Reid
Old folks live on memory, young folk live on hope.
Gayle Forman
Temía ir a los conciertos con Adam. No era por celos ni porque no fuera mi estilo de música. De hecho, me encantaba verlo tocar. Cuando estaba en el escenario, era como si la guitarra se convirtiera en una prolongación natural de su cuerpo.
Gayle Forman
Pero la persona que eres esta noche es la misma de la que estaba enamorado ayer, la misma de la que estaré enamorado mañana. Me gusta que seas frágil y dura, callada y chispeante. Joder, eres una de las chicas más punkis que conozco, sea cual sea la música que escuches o la ropa que vistas.
Gayle Forman
No tenía sentido. Sabía que la música nos había unido y colocado en el mismo lugar para que llegáramos a conocernos.
Grace Sara
It is not so much about fighting against the ego; it is more about harmonizing with it.
Grace Sara
Your actions show what you know, and your replies to obstacles give clarity into what you will learn.
Grace Sara
Surrendering is not giving up--it is gaining strength.
Grace Sara
Jealousy, and attempting to match others in life and stride, is self-abandonment.
Grace Sara
Find your bones. Believe in what you are.
Grace Sara
Control is an illusion that you must give up.
Grace Sara
Taking care of yourself will take care of more than yourself.
Grace Sara
To greet the present is to part with the past and future.
Grace Sara
Forgiveness is a skill gained by those willing to change.
Grace Sara
If you take society's definition of knowing oneself, you will become lost in the many translations.
Grace Willows
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees.
Grace Willows
You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his kneesExcerpt from To Kiss a King by Grace WillowsComing this summer to Amazon Kindle and paperback.
Grace Willows
She was a ray of sunshine, a warm summer rain, a bright fire on a cold winter's day, and now she could be dead because she had tried to save the man she loved.
Grace Willows
Oh honey, someday a real man is going to make you see stars and you won't even be looking at the sky. Excerpt from Grace Willow's Last Minute Bride
Gregory Maguire
To read, even in the half-dark, is also to call the lost forward.
Gregory Maguire
Your childhood, said Yackle coaxingly, as if she could smell his thoughts. As if she could sniff out those passages he hadn't chosen to retail at drink parties. Her words lulled him. The past, even a bitter past, is usually more pungent than the present, or at least better organized in the mind.
Gunnar Ardelius
How do you know when it's over? Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you.
Gunnar Ardelius
It frightens me that I can't do anything sensible about it.Are you scared that you'll wind up with a boring job where you have to see the same people every day and drink instant coffee?I'm more scared that I'll forget the feeling I have now.Kind of like how you forgot how it feels to be three years old.That surely I'll wind up thinking I was so young, I didn't really understand everything. It bothers me that I know I will be wrong.
Hannah Lillith Assadi
I am a memory house for those I have lost, those I no longer know.
Hannah Lillith Assadi
I meditated on my childhood, vague and distant before high school, where Laura still flickered only on the edge of things.
Hannah Lillith Assadi
I faded out. I was for a moment my father tapping on his cigarette, the way he holds it, crushing it flat. I was my mother at the sink, staring into the desert from the kitchen window, dishes in hand. I was in all the beds I'd ever slept in. Me sinking into the sheets, letting my thoughts fall down. I was running alongside the ocean, Laura splashing me with water. I was dancing to a melody I did not recognize, spinning wild and lovely into exalted leaps. I was no one again. I was someone with no name, no past. My face resumed the freshness of birth, the brightness was again in my eyes, the brightness only children own before life begins its wreckage.
Harley King
The pain we cause will haunt our memories and eat at our souls. I do not seek forgiveness, only the emptiness of death.
Haruki Murakami
Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We're so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.
Haruki Murakami
People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.
Haruki Murakami
No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.
Heather Babcock
Time doesn't really 'march on'. It tends to tip-toe. There's no parade. No stomping of boots to alert you to its passing. One day, you turn around and it is gone.
Heather Chaplin
Why is it that happiness remembered feels like despair?
Hockson Floin
Happiness is not always a reality many times it is in our memory.
honeste_
We swam deep in the waves, a wild chase ..Stained with memories and pain.Who knew a gulf would lay between?Who knew loving someone, would ache?
Hrishikesh Agnihotri
Why be trapped in time? Why count the days?Why worry if you are getting older or looking younger?When authentic beauty is timeless and true love is eternal;And the fond memories in your heart are for ever.
Ian McEwan
These memories sustained him, but not so easily. Too often they reminded him of where he was when he last summoned them. They lay on the far side of a great divide in time, as significant as B.C. and A.D. Before prison, before the war, before the sight of a corpse became a banality.
Ian McEwan
She knew enough to recognize that memories were crowding in, and there was nothing he could do. They wouldn't let him speak. She would never know what scenes were driving that turmoil.
Israelmore Ayivor
Leaders build the future with clays of the past. Every good moment gives them ideas; every bad moment gives them lessons.
Itohan Eghide
The actuality that the heart does not want to feel, doesn't negate the certitude that it once felt and will still feel.
J.D. Stroube
All that is left to bring you pain, are the memories. If you face those, you'll be free. You can't spend the rest of your life hiding from yourself; always afraid that your memories will incapacitate you, and they will if you continue to bury them.
J.G. Ballard
Memories have huge staying power, but like dreams, they thrive in the dark, surviving for decades in the deep waters of our minds like shipwrecks on the sea bed.
J.P. Donleavy
Writing is turning one's worst moments into money.
J.R.R. Tolkien
Nay! Alas for us all! And for all that walk in the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream. But I count you blessed [...] for your loss you suffer of your own free will, and you might have chosen otherwise. But you have not forsaken your companions, and the least reward that you shall have is that the memory of Lothlórien shall remain ever clear and unstained in your heart, and shall neither fade nor grow stale.
James Andrew Crosby
Wherever you are and whatever you do, I hope you find the time to dwell in your favourite memories. It is one of the most beautiful and relaxing things we can do, no matter when and no matter where.
James Hauenstein
Life experiences shared with a friend will turn into memories to be enjoyed.
James S.A. Corey
In the artifacts that are conscious, memories of vanished lives still flicker. Tissues that were changed without dying hold the moment that a boy heard his sister was leaving home. They hold multiplication tables. They hold images of sexuality and violence and beauty. They hold the memories of flesh that no longer exists. They hold metaphors: mitochondria, starfish, Hitler's-brain-in-a-jar, hell realm. They dream. Structures that were neurons twitch and loop and burn and dream. Images and words and pain and fear, endless.
Jed Rubenfeld
Unhappiness is caused when we cannot let go of our memories.
Jenim Dibie
This empty shell holds nothing but the echoes of what was.
Jeremy Aldana
The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me
Jess Rothenberg
Sometimes, remembering hurts too much.
Joan Lowery Nixon
Dates are convenient hooks on which we can hang our memories of events. But history is all about people - people like you and me who did things to change the world.
JoAnne Kenrick
He felt like home.
John Kramer
Discontent comes from two sources alone: Not having dreams, or not pursuing the ones you have. No one has ever died sorry who tried to turn a wish into a memory.
John Green
The champagne had been donated by one of Gus's doctors - Gus being the kind of person who inspires doctors to give their best bottles of champagne to children.
John Mark Green
Sadness is a bruise on the skin of memory.
John Mark Green
When sorrow's cup is filled up to the brim,the slightest touch of memory can cause tears to spill again.
John Steinbeck
People who try to tell you what the blitz was like in London start with fire and explosion and then almost invariably end up with some very tiny detail which crept in and set and became the symbol of the whole thing for them. . . . It's the glass, says one man, the sound in the morning of the broken glass being swept up, the vicious, flat tinkle. ... An old woman was selling little miserable sprays of sweet lavender. The city was rocking under the bombs and the light of burning buildings made it like day. . . . And in one little hole in the roar her voice got in
Julie Gregory
But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they've left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul.
Justine Lévy
C'est ça aussi, la vie. La vie, c'est qu'un jour je quitterai Pablo, ou Pablo me quittera. Je lui préférai quelqu'un ou il en aura marre de moi, et ce sera triste mais ce ne sera pas tragique. Et puis la tristesse passera, elle aussi, comme le bonheur, comme la vie, comme les souvenirs qu'on oublie pour moins souffrir ou qu'on mélange avec ceux des autres ou avec ses mensonges.
Kamand Kojouri
For all these stars,nothing is new.They've seen all kinds of warsand miracles, too.They know the messengers with their holy bookswill smile and wash their hands in blood.They know the politicians with their good lookswill make the poor eat pies of mud.They've seen the Earth freeze and then burn with greed.They've seen the treesand the seas emptied.Yet, you won't hear their sneerswhen a man arrivesand, having experienced a number of years,proclaims: 'I have lived!'Because nothing is new under these stars:the lies, the love, the memories and scars, the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true,the families, the friends, none of it is new.All of it
Kamand Kojouri
For all these stars,nothing is new.They've seen all kinds of warsand miracles, too.They know the messengers with their holy bookswill smile and wash their hands in blood.They know the politicians with their good lookswill make the poor eat pies of mud.They've seen the Earth freeze and then burn with greed.They've seen the treesand the seas emptied.Yet, you won't hear their sneerswhen a man arrivesand, having experienced a number of years,proclaims: 'I have lived!'Because nothing is new under these stars:the lies, the love, the memories and scars, the ruin, the revolution, the fakes and true,the families, the friends, none of it is new.All of it
Karen Tei Yamashita
Time could heal, but it wouldn't make wrongs go away. Time came back like a reminder. Time folded with memory. In a moment, everything could fold itself up, and time stand still.
Karl Lagerfeld
What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that's gone forever, impossible to reproduce.
Kate Morton
Cassandra wondered at the mind's cruel ability to toss up flecks of the past. Why, as she neared her life's end, her grandmother's head should ring with the voices of people long since gone. Was it always this way? Did those with passage booked on death's silent ship always scan the dock for faces of the long-departed?
Kate Morton
Those who live in memories are never really dead.
Kellie Elmore
Resting on the roots of this old oak I lean back against his knotted trunk, shine my granny smith on my sleeve And ponder the days…
Kellie Elmore
...what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear.
Kemi Sogunle
The most painful moments and memories eventually lead to the greatest strengths and growth in life.
Kia Amazona
Every place where we were together was a symbol of our youth and our blissful ignorance of the world. It was our tiny bubble of happiness. And as I looked carefully at them, memorizing their faces and everything I was able to see about them, I mentally made a toast. Here's to all the sleepless nights and to our existence.
Kilroy J. Oldster
We learn about life by exploring the texture and depth of space that composes our private inner world. In solitude we revisit our wounded feelings, sins, doubts, and deepest despair, replay poignant memories of loved ones, project what we are becoming, and ascertain the purpose of our being.
Kilroy J. Oldster
All of life is an amphitheater where we each serve as an appreciative member of the audience until the sublime play ends with our death. The chapters and verses in our life story reflect what we value
Kilroy J. Oldster
Stored personal memories along with handed down collective memories of stories, legends, and history allows us to collate our interactions with a physical and social world and develop a personal code of survival. In essence, we all become self-styled sages, creating our own book of wisdom based upon our studied observations and practical knowledge gleaned from living and learning. What we quickly discover is that no textbook exist how to conduct our life, because the world has yet to produce a perfect person
Kilroy J. Oldster
Daily life is an ongoing adaptation process of imprinting our memory's storage center with useful data and the ceaseless expurgation of undesirable facts, exfoliation of destructive thoughts, and weeding out annoying emotional quirks that seemingly sprout out of thin air.
Kilroy J. Oldster
Stored personal memories along with handed down collective memories of stories, legends, and history allows us to collate our interactions with a physical and social world and develop a personal code of survival. In essence, we all become self-styled sages, creating our own book of wisdom based upon our studied observations and practical knowledge gleaned from living and learning. What we quickly discover is that no textbook exist how to conduct our life, because the world has yet to produce a perfect person
Kilroy J. Oldster
Self-reflection enables every person to alter the trajectory of their personal storyline by reviewing a series of episodic occurrences and making value judgments regarding the past. How we perceive our history colors the present, our deeds of today script the future outcome of individual persons, and the outcome of many people making conscious decisions using their cognitive processes including the ability to remember and share memories influences the direction of human development and the progress of society.
Kilroy J. Oldster
Stored personal memories along with handed down collective memories of stories, legends, and history allows us to collate our interactions with a physical and social world and develop a personal code of survival. In essence, we all become self-styled sages, creating our own book of wisdom based upon our studied observations and practical knowledge gleaned from living and learning. What we quickly discover is that no textbook exist how to conduct our life, because the world has yet to produce a perfect person
Kilroy J. Oldster
We must treasure our memories just as we cherish our dreams because without dreams and memory human life would be sad, brutal, and meaningless.
Kilroy J. Oldster
Our essential humanity is dependent upon humankind's ability to join the past and the future with the present. Recollections and future projections grant us the ability to cogitate, analyze, and evaluate. Contrasting memories enable us to ascertain what is true and false, and determine what is charming, attractive, stunning, or sublime. Remembrance of the past serves to comfort us, awareness of the future offers us hope, while our dutiful engagement in the present is capable of arresting our complete attention.
Kristin Cashore
But that's how memory works, Bitterblue said quietly. Things disappear without your permission, then come back again without your permission. And sometimes they came back incomplete and warped.
Kristin Cashore
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.
Kristina McMorris
Maybe heaven entailed more than a soul residing in a single place, but instead having pieces of yourself spread among the hearts and memories of people you've touched.
L.P. Hartley
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
Linda Hogan
For every inch of skin, there is memory. Devils are so made. Saints, too, if you believe in them. His humanity has been broken as an old walking stick that once held up a crippled man named Thomas. He realizes the stick and the man are one thing and he can fall. He has violated the laws beneath the laws of men and countries, something deeper, the earth and the sea, the explosions of trees. He has to care again. He has to be water again, rock, earth with its new spring wildflowers and its beautiful, complex mosses.
Lini D Clarke
To be taught what TRUE LOVE is .....also teaches you NEVER TO LOVE AGAIN ...for true love comes once in a lifetime and last for all eternity ~DC~
Lisa Wingate
The hardest thing about the road not taken is that you never know where it might have led.
Liza M. Wiemer
You know what I realized? No one else lives in my memories but me.
Lois Lowry
The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.
Mahita Vas
She tried to remember all the times she had spoken to him. She replayed every moment she could remember at the beach last week. Not once had she led him to believe that she liked him improperly. And yet, last night, he had appeared as if she had invited him. She had given herself so willingly, so lasciviously, that he must have thought she had desired him all along. Perhaps she had, or perhaps she had not realised how pleasurable intimacy could be.
Margaret Mitchell
But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.
Mark Vonnegut
It's regrets that make painful memories. When I was crazy I did everything just right.
Mary E. Pearson
It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.
Max Monroe
Every woman I'd ever known had two sets of memories: the one they wanted to remember and the one their heart wouldn't let them forget. The first kind were chosen, mostly positive and personality building, but the second would live on forever, despite age and fatigue and life-stealing diseases like dementia and Alzheimer's. Coded on the heart like a hard drive, the feelings never vanished.
Maya Angelou
I answer the heroic question, 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is in my heart and mind and memories.
ME :)
History is for everyone, but the memories of it is for those who experienced it.
Mehek Bassi
Whatever I learned,Whatever I knew,Seems like those faded years of childhood that flew,Away in some dilemma,Always in some confusion,The purpose of this life,Seems like an illusion!
Michael Bassey Johnson
I don't fancy colors of the face, I'm always attracted to colors of the brain.
Michael Poeltl
Memories are of the ethereal, and not the material world, that is how I know I am forever.
Michael Zadoorian
I am constantly mystified by what John ends up remembering… I just don't understand why he's able to hang on to information like that, while so many other more important memories evaporate. Then again, I suppose so much of what stays with us is often insignificant. The memories we take to the ends of our lives have no real rhyme or reason, especially when you think of the endless things that you do over the course of a day, a week, a month, a year, a lifetime. All the cups of coffee, hand-washings, changes of clothes, lunches, goings to the bathroom, headaches, naps, walks to school, trips to the grocery store, conversations about the weather
Michelle Richmond
History is made not of facts set in stone but of the stories we tell.
Mira Bartok
Children of the mentally ill learn early on how not to be a bother, especially if they grew up with neglect. As my sister insisted once, when she was in severe pain after injuring her ankle, 'This isn't me! This is not who I am!
Mitch Albom
Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
Saying that you do not remember something or someone is a less embarrassing or hurtful way of saying that you do not know it or them anymore.
Mokokoma Mokhonoana
Thanks to photography, some memories overstay their welcome.
Munia Khan
Life becomes meaningful with a loving heart's gift Upon the ocean of gratitude soul's boat adrift Invisible expectancy tossed and turnedFrom the light of memories a blessed ray earned
Munia Khan
Some memories should be dead as they are like living corpse in mortal's bed
Muriel Barbery
Then there was Jeannot, who was reminded of another war and who was discovering inside himself the roots of a mad hopefulness that made him want to believe that the present hour might appease the torture of memories, and he could again see the paths of his life opening up before him, paths that came to an abrupt end the day he saw his brother die. Every morning he got up to face this wound that no one could see, and he drank his wine and laughed at stories, and his soul was more bare than a rosebush in winter.
N.K. Jemisin
Suffering is part of life,' she said. 'All the parts of life are jumbled up together; you can't separate out just the one thing.' She parred his hand again, kindly. 'I could let you kill me now, lovely man, and have peace and good dreams forever. But who knows what I get instead, if I stay? Maybe time to see a new grandchild. Maybe a good joke that sets me laughing for days. Maybe another handsome young fellow flirting with me.' She grinned toothlessly, then let loose another horrible, racking cough. Ehiru steadies her with shaking hands. 'I want every moment of my life, pretty man, the painful and the sweet alike. Until the very end. If these are all the memories I get for eternity, I want to take as many of them with me as I can.
Nadun Lokuliyanage
who gets the rare opportunity of spotting a treasure of memories lying among masses, stepping back to stroke it with a secret smile as your mind wanders back to those sleepless yet ecstatic nights you had spent together?only............a book lover.
Nicholas Sparks
There are moments when I wish I could roll back the clock and take all the sadness away, but I have the feeling that if I did, the joy would be gone as well.
Nicole Lyons
I kept you so well, buried beneath the darkest shame and stilled with filthy lies. Perhaps I should have dug deeper.
Nicole Lyons
I hold you in the safest place I keep. Somewhere between memories and scars.
Nicole Adelle Flamer
What is it when your former life becomes your dreams? The things you took for granted are now in that mystical realm where you can only see them with your eyes closed, ephemeral and distant.
Nikki Rowe
I don't want fleeting friendships or relationships or passion in life, give me fleeting moments in coffee shops and walks by the water but I will never be satisfied with empty kinships that are fleeting & undecided. Those connections are what make us all human and I dare not settle my wild little heart for something of so little depth.
Nikki Rowe
You stop revisiting memories when you outgrow the people you made them with.
Nikki Rowe
I can't walk beside you for reasons of my own, but everytime you cross my mind, I send love to you, you know.
Norman Doidge
Psychoanalysis is often about turning our ghosts into ancestors, even for patients who have not lost loved ones to death. We are often haunted by important relationships from the past that influence us unconsciously in the present. As we work them through, they go from haunting us to becoming simply part of our history.
Olivia Arran
... everyone regrets something, but you can't change the past. You've got to let go and make new memories until the old ones fade enough that they don't hold any power over you.
Orhan Pamuk
Time had not faded my memories (as I had prayed to God it might), nor had it healed my wounds as it is said always to do. I began each day with the hope that the next day would be better, my recollections a little less pointed, but I would awake to the same pain, as if a black lamp were burning eternally inside me, radiating darkness.