Quotes about memories
memories faces steps
Shall memory restore The steps and the shore, The face and the meeting place; W. H. Auden
memories kids goal
When people come up to me and say, "I was at your Game 7 in the playoffs in Toronto," or, "I saw your first goal in the NHL," that triggers memories. But I don't sit around my kitchen table and tell my kids, "You know, one year I got 92 goals." Wayne Gretzky
memories smell important
Smell is important. It reminds a person of all the things he's been through; it is a sheath of memories and security. Tove Jansson
memories people would-be
Why do people have memories? It would be easier to die - anything to stop remembering. Vasily Grossman
memories twilight sadness
Memories, how they linger in the twilight and in the wee small hours sometimes just before dawn. Van Morrison
memories ancient wells
Every dance I make is a dive into this well of ancient memory. Twyla Tharp
memories inspiration way
There are as many forms of memory as there are ways of perceiving, and every one of them is worth mining for inspiration. Twyla Tharp
memories men life-is
Man is the only creature we know, that, when the term of his natural life is ended, leaves the memory of himself behind him. William Godwin
memories struggle taken
His mind was crowded with memories; memories of the knowledge that had come to them when they closed in on the struggling pig, knowledge that they had outwitted a living thing, imposed their will upon it, taken away its life like a long satisfying drink. William Golding
memories lying people
People don't remember me. Really. It's not a paranoid thing; I just have this habit of slipping through memories. It doesn't bother me all that much, except I guess that's a lie; it does. For some reason, I test very high on forgettability. William Goldman
memories discussion
My memory is not even what most peoples is, much less what it oughta be for a discussion like this. Warren Zevon
memories revenge fighting
Those neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights, keeps a-haunting me in memories. There is one in every crowd, for crying out loud, why was is always turning out to be me? Waylon Jennings
memories heart reflection
Have you ever happened, reader, to feel that subtle sorrow of parting with an unloved abode? The heart does not break, as it does in parting with dear objects. The humid gaze does not wander around holding back a tear, as if it wished to carry away in it a trembling reflection of the abandoned spot; but in the best corner of our hearts we feel pity for the things which we did not bring to life with our breath, which we hardly noticed and are now leaving forever. This already dead iventory will not be resurrected in one's memory.. Vladimir Nabokov
memories past achievement
I witness with pleasure the supreme achievement of memory, which is the masterly use it makes of innate harmonies when gathering to its fold the suspended and wandering tonalities of the past. Vladimir Nabokov
memories soup usual
Memory overshadows the present and dims the future "into something thicker than its usual pea soup." Vladimir Nabokov
memories age strange
It is strange how a memory will grow into a wax figure, how the cherub grows suspiciously prettier as its frame darkens with age-strange, strange are the mishaps of memory. Vladimir Nabokov
memories dark remembrance
Remembrance, like Rembrandt, is dark but festive. Remembered ones dress up for the occasion and sit still. Memory is a photo studio de luxe on an infinite Fifth Power Avenue. Vladimir Nabokov
memories eye dark
There are two kinds of visual memory: one when you skillfully recreate an image in the laboratory of your mind, with your eyes open (and then I see Annabel in such general terms as: "honey-colored skin," "thin arms," "brown bobbed hair," "long lashes," "big bright mouth"); and the other when you instantly evoke, with shut eyes, on the dark innerside of your eyelids, the objective, absolutely optical replica of a beloved face, a little ghost in natural colors (and this is how I see Lolita). Vladimir Nabokov
memories immortality loses
You lose your immortality when you lose your memory. Vladimir Nabokov
memories sunset heart
I should allow only my heart to have imagination; and for the rest rely on memory, that long drawn sunset of one's personal truth. Vladimir Nabokov
memories left
I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory. Yann Martel
memories fear real
For fear, real fear such as shakes you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your mortal end, nestles in your memory like a gangrene: it seeks to rot everything, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must fight hard to express it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a wordless darkness that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you open yourself to further attacks of fear because you never truly fought the opponent who defeated you. Yann Martel
memories great-year years
I had five great years at Liverpool and I would rather just keep that memory as it is. Xabi Alonso
memories fighting punishment
We fight for territory. We see it in our Congress, we see it in our political systems, we see it in our ways of life, how separated we are. When we moved out of the cities and we lost all of the memory that was in cities, and we - one of the highest achievements in our culture is to be able to segregate yourself from everyone else, and the deep thing is the deepest punishment is solitary confinement. Wynton Marsalis
memories writing careers
And the sad truth is that nobody wants me to write comedy. The Exorcist not only ended that career, it expunged all memory of its existence. William Peter Blatty
memories men may
It is strange how the memory of a man may float to posterity on what he would have himself regarded as the most trifling of his works. William Osler
memories irritation missing
Today's minor irritations may become tomorrow's treasured memories. We often don't know what we are missing, until it's missing. William P. Young
memories lying heart
To be rich, to be famous? do these profit a year hence, when other names sound louder than yours, when you lie hidden away under ground, along with the idle titles engraven on your coffin? But only true love lives after you, follows your memory with secret blessings or pervades you, and intercedes for you. Non omnis moriar, if, dying, I yet live in a tender heart or two; nor am lost and hopeless, living, if a sainted departed soul still loves and prays for me. William Makepeace Thackeray
memories father taken
The memory of my father is wrapped up in white paper, like sandwiches taken for a day of work. Just as a magician takes towers and rabbits out of his hat, he drew love from his small body. Yehuda Amichai
memories cracks coffins
He watched through a crack inside just pretending to be dead he wanted to fix each pallbearer in his memory . . . it seems to me a telephone was installed in the coffin to someone yet again Stalin is sending his instructions. Yevgeny Yevtushenko
memories games events
My memories of events and games are fragmented. Zinedine Zidane
memories should
memories should be sharp when one has nothing else to live for Zelda Fitzgerald