What's fucked up is you still care about the person who hurt you, when you know you should let them go. Days,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The power of things inheres in the memories they gather up inside them, and also in the vicissitudes of our imagination, and… — Orhan Pamuk Copy Share Image
We have but the memories of past good cheer, we have but the echoes of departed laughter. In vain we look and… — Agnes Repplier Copy Share Image
You are told a lot about your education, but some beautiful, sacred memory, preserved since childhood, is perhaps the best education of… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“The only thing we got to keep were our memories, and now I was about to take those from him, too. "Close… — Alexandra Bracken Copy Share Image
Never mind about 1066 William the Conqueror, 1087 William the Second. Such things are not going to affect one?s life...but 1932 the… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
Many people believe that our lives end not when we die but when the very last person who knew us dies. Memory… — Douglas Hofstadter Copy Share Image
All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return.… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
We studied our angels for a few moments more, looking at where we had lain side by side in that sweet, quiet… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I tried to convince myself I didn't want you anymore. I just can't let go. I don't want to see you move… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Some of my fondest memories are going to camps and seeing the women that I saw on TV, them putting me through… — Kelsey Plum Copy Share Image
Thoughts race, as if, in a mind devoid of memory, each idea has too much space to grow and move, to collide… — S.J. Watson Copy Share Image
Our society is illuminated by the spiritual insights of the Hebrew prophets. America and Israel have a common love of human freedom… — Lyndon B. Johnson Copy Share Image
I talk different, I walk different, everything. I don't have one single bad memory [there]. Not one. It was my sanctuary. I… — Channing Tatum Copy Share Image
I construct my memories with my present. I am lost, abandoned in the present. I try in vain to rejoin the past:… — Jean-Paul Sartre Copy Share Image
Conversation is a meeting of minds with different memories and habits. When minds meet, they don't just exchange facts: they transform them,… — Theodore Zeldin Copy Share Image
I miss being a kid. No one cared how you dressed, we were all friends, and you could be yourself. When did… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I remember staying to look at it for a long time, as one would linger within reach of a consoling whisper. The… — Joseph Conrad Copy Share Image
The mutability of the past is the central tenet of Ingsoc. Past events, it is argued, have no objective existance, but survive… — George Orwell Copy Share Image
It's funny how, as we get older, what become our fondest memories are not necessarily the happiest times of our lives but… — Michael McDonald Copy Share Image
“Memories of the outside world will never have the same tonality as those of home and, by recalling these memories, we add… — Gaston Bachelard Copy Share Image
“It is strange, but living is constructing memories. Right now, here in front of the sea, I know that I am creating… — Ernesto Sabato Copy Share Image
I'VE NOTICED, FROM MY EXPERIENCE, IF THE EXTERNAL, EMOTIONAL CONSTRUCTION OF IMAGES IN A FILM ARE BASED ON THE FILMMAKER'S OWN MEMORY,… — Andrei Tarkovsky Copy Share Image
Always remember why you broke up with someone because good memories can make you forget all the bad things about them. — Sonya Parker Copy Share Image
“I fear no hell, just as I expect no heaven. Nabokov summed up a nonbeliever’s view of the cosmos, and our place… — Jeffrey Tayler Copy Share Image
The memory of most men is an abandoned cemetery where lie, unsung and unhonored, the dead whom they have ceased to cherish.… — Marguerite Yourcenar Copy Share Image
Men ought to find the difference between saltiness and bitterness. Certainly, he that hath a satirical vein, as he maketh others afraid… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
“Amnesia was a soldier's best friend, and luckily, it could be taught. Missing limbs still ache, but missing memories never do.” — Alex London Copy Share Image
Outsiders think of Silicon Valley as a success story, but in truth, it is a graveyard. Failure.. is Silicon Valley's greatest strength.… — Michael Malone Copy Share Image
Memory is strange. Scientifically, it is not a mechanical means of repeating something. I can think a thousand times about when I… — Gore Vidal Copy Share Image
My memory of those places is better than my pictures. That's why I get much more satisfaction out of shooting thematic work… — Leonard Nimoy Copy Share Image
My two earliest memories - earning little buttons on our skates when we learned how to skate from one end of the… — Hilary Knight Copy Share Image
I have never seen a game's graphics look so sharp and clean. The sound design for the game is also unique on… — Don Bluth Copy Share Image
In effect, I grew up in a sort of timewarp, a place where times are scrambled up. There are elements of my… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
When we have painful memories from hurting experiences, we may feel justified in holding on to the resentment. But resentment is corrosive.… — Susan L. Taylor Copy Share Image
How confusing the beams from memory's lamp are; One day a bachelor, the next a grampa. What is the secret of the… — Ogden Nash Copy Share Image
Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich. — Mike Mills Copy Share Image
“In my memories it was always December. December became another word for home to me. Then there were other times when I… — Damien Echols Copy Share Image
Despite our preparation, indeed, despite our age, [the death of a parent] dislodges things deep in us, sets off reactions that surprise… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image