Memories Quotes

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

This empty shell holds nothing but the echoes of what was.

~ Jenim Dibie

The most painful moments and memories eventually lead to the greatest strengths and growth in life.

~ Kemi Sogunle

Leave old pains alone. When they cease coming to call, do not invite them back.

~ Robin Hobb

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 Mark Green

Sometimes it's the memories we should have had that are most painful.

~ Valynne E. Maetani

...her own restless coveting of his love and the slow but sure ebullience of her desire for him; then the Nawab's martydom and her spiritual homelessness and physical loneliness; there was so much, so many portraits and landscapes, like the bright pages of an album of words and pictures. They filled her heart overflowing with the tangy, coppery taste of blood that flows from failure, and pricked her soul with nostalgia, for what was and what could have been. She had never thought that happy memories could come accompanied with so much regret, so much pain, so much repining, and discontent. If you plucked a rose without due care, its thorn pricked you to protest the thoughtlessness and the inconsiderateness you had displayed in taking away its crowning glory. Here, it was nothing else but the rose which was the thorn: its each and every petal was saturated with the scents of the past but it stung like the scorpion plant. But was it possible not to touch those memories? For their scents traveled in and out of your being like breath, and their colours were inside every blink of your eye.

~ Shamsur Rahman Faruqi

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.

~ Cassandra Rose Clarke

I'd like to go back to five years old again. Just sometimes. To be turning over rocks and looking for pill bugs and holding earthworms, playing dolls, erecting forts, digging through dirt for marbles, burrowing in leaf piles, failing at igloo building, when my biggest concern was going to sleep with the lights off. I wish I was five again, before things got hard, before I was forced to grow up way too early and been stuck in this adult thing way too long. I wish I could sit in my Grandpa's lap and let him sing me crazy Irish songs and go over the names of the planets. Gwampa, tell me about Outer Space. ... Gwampa, sing the Swimming Song.I wish I could go back there, just for a little while, and pick raspberries by myself in the sun and find secret hideaways and not hurt, not worry, not carry the heavy things. If I could be five years old....just for a few minutes. Remember what it felt like to be free. That would be something.

~ Jennifer Delucy

The pain we cause will haunt our memories and eat at our souls. I do not seek forgiveness, only the emptiness of death.

~ Harley King

We held on to great memories. This sustains us in every moment.

~ Lailah Gifty Akita

All my memories are things I gave away, traded for new days after days after days...

~ Brenna Ehrlich

A song rises up from the belly of my pastand rocks me in the bosom of buried memories.

~ Brenda Sutton Rose

Some songs are never just ordinary songs, they become the memories you collect in your life.

~ Seekerohan

These are the quicksilver moments of my childhood I cannot remember entirely. Irresistible and emblematic, I can recall them only in fragments and shivers of the heart.

~ Pat Conroy

People are shaped by their emotions. That which profoundly affects them has a place in their hearts.

~ Saim .A. Cheeda

The mind replays what the heart can't delete.

~ Yasmin Mogahed

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.

~ Sanober Khan

My world is a million shattered pieces put together, glued by my tears, where each piece is nothing but a reflection of YOU.

~ Sanhita Baruah

I'm chasing a decade old ghost. Searching beneath the rafters of a cobweb-filled haven lined with old memories which my brain cannot accept are dead. The light of nostalgia is burning bright inside my heart. Ignoring the emptiness around me, and hoping for a resurrection of love.

~ Leanne Mechelle

The heart will stretch a short love into long memories.

~ Darnell Lamont Walker

I am filled time and againwith a heart-aching wonder when I thinkof the fireand frost of memoriesof the everlastingnessof lovethe solace of familyand the power of prayer.

~ Sanober Khan

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

~ Shannon L. Alder

The best way to look back at life fondly is to meet it - and those along your journey - warmly, kindly and mindfully

~ Rasheed Ogunlaru

Truth is, moments come to an end. That's how memories are created.

~ Tyconis D. Allison Ty

Everyone is special; every moment in our life is unique. However difficult or painful a situation may look at present, it soon becomes a memory and a special journey. Memories make us who we are, but it also starts declining with age. There are many ways to preserve these special moments so that we can cherish a story that's our own.

~ Auliq Ice

In truth a family is what you make it. It is made strong, not by number of heads counted at the dinner table, but by the rituals you help family members create, by the memories you share, by the commitment of time, caring, and love you show to one another, and by the hopes for the future you have as individuals and as a unit.

~ Marge Kennedy

Sometimes the bridges you burn light the way out of your darkness, but the memory of the blaze will be burned into your heart and mind forever.

~ Shannon L. Alder

Following her instructions, I joined her in the chopping and mixing. The magical smell of pickling spices wound around us and it wasn't long before we were in another world. I was suddenly immersed in the hand-written recipes Mother resurrected from the back of the Hoosier cabinet--in the cheesecloth filled with mustard seed and pungent dill. As we followed the recipes her mother had followed and her mother before that, we talked--as the afternoon wore on I was listening to preserve the stories in my mind. 'I can remember watching my grandmother and mother rushing around this same old kitchen, putting up all kinds of vegetables--their own hand-sown, hand-picked crops--for the winter. My grandmother would tell her stories about growing up right here, on this piece of land--some were hilarious and some were tragic.' Pots still steamed on the stove, but Mother's attention seemed directed backwards as she began to speak about the past. She spoke with a slow cadence, a rhythm punctuated (or maybe inspired) by the natural symphony around us.

~ Leslie Goetsch

There are many memories. but I'll tell you the one I like to think of best of all. It's just a homely everyday thing, but to me it is the happiest of them all. It is evening time here in the old house and the supper is cooking and the table is set for the whole family. It hurts a mother, Laura, when the plates begin to be taken away one by one. First there are seven and then six and then five...and on down to a single plate. So I like to think of the table set for the whole family at supper time. The robins are singing in the cottonwoods and the late afternoon sun is shining across the floor... The children are playing out in the yard. I can hear their voices and happy laughter. There isn't much to that memory is there? Out of a lifetime of experiences you would hardly expect that to be the one I would choose as the happiest, would you? But it is.

~ Bess Streeter Aldrich

My parents seemed incredibly special and outrageously handsome to me then.

~ Gabrielle Hamilton

Does childhood really happen? Do we imagine it? Everyone remembers something else....

~ Kiana Davenport

He wanted to know all about me and my family and especially my childhood.'That's where everything starts', he'd say. 'Both heaven and hell.

~ Céleste Albaret

He wanted to know all about me and my family and especially my childhood.That's where everything starts, he'd say. Both heaven and hell.

~ Céleste Albaret

I’m getting off the boat at Coconut Grove. It’s six and you’re not on the dock. I finish up, and start walking home, thinking you’re tied up making dinner, and then I see you and Ant hurrying down the promenade. He is running and you’re running after him. You’re wearing a yellow dress. He jumps on me, and you stop shyly, and I say to you, come on, tadpole, show me what you got, and you laugh and run and jump into my arms. Such a good memory.I love you, babe.

~ Paullina Simons

I used to play a game where I imagined that someone had abandoned me in a strange place & I had to find my way back home-I thought I could do it blind, the same way a lost dog might trek a thousand miles to return to its owner, relying on some mysterious instinct that drew the heart back to where it belonged.

~ Laura Mchugh

The way you remember or dream about your loved ones - the ones who are gone - you can't stop their endings from jumping ahead of the rest of their stories. You don't get to choose the chronology of what you dream, or the order of events in which you remember someone. In your mind - in your dreams, in your memories - sometimes the story begins with the epilogue.

~ John Irving

Intimidated, old traumas triggered, and fearing for my safety, I did what I felt I needed to do.

~ Sierra D. Waters

John was still making comments regarding violent things that he shouldn't, but I hoped he was just being a big mouth. Nobody was going to listen to me anyway.

~ Sierra D. Waters