Memories Quotes

Love is hard to find, hard to keep, and hard to forget.

No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.

I miss you every minute of every day. If I could miss you more than that, I would.

Capture yesterday's moments,they are future memories

Stephen kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.

Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.

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.

Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.

If you only knew how to respect my heart, I wouldn't have found a reason to let you go.

Rich will be my life if I
can keep my memories full
and brimming, and record
them on clear-eyed
mornings while I set
joyously to work setting
pen to holy craft.

Writing is turning one's worst moments into money.

People say that a time machine can’t be invented, but they’ve already invented a device that can stop time, cameras are the world’s first time machines.

I took on a year of reading books for a reason. Because words are witness to life: they record what has happened, and they make it all real. Words create the stories that become history and become unforgettable. Even fiction portrays truth: good fiction is truth.

There are times that the emotions we keep in our hearts, no matter how abundant, are better left unexpressed.

Because in the end, we die. It’s like Chekhov observed in so many of his plays: ‘in two hundred years, no one will even know we were here.

Memories make you sentimental, experiences make you smart.

Amidst the chaos of the cities, a part of you always yearns for the silence of the woods.

The world is shaped by two things - stories told and the memories they leave behind.

For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.

Memories fade but words hang around forever.

Words are not static.Language shape our memories, and it is also shaped by our memories.