Sweet childish days, that were as long, As twenty days are now. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
In the happiest of our childhood memories, our parents were happy, too. — Robert Breault Copy Share Image
Everyday it just feels like my childhood memories are slowly fading away. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My earliest childhood memories are of my dad putting a basketball in my hand and playing with me in our backyard. — Jamal Crawford Copy Share Image
“To save the environment—and my childhood memories, I merged a gas station pump with a jukebox. Look, my car now runs on… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“...If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhood—but no self- respecting writer should ever… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“When Uncle W. G. held out his hand to take my money, I dropped the dead mouse in his hand.” — Earl B. Russell Copy Share Image
I'm a songwriter who's put my childhood memories and teenage angst into songs. — Paula Cole Copy Share Image
Every day my children's eyes are fixed upon me...I want them to see vibrant and beautiful things when they picture me in… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And that's when I heard the whisper in my heart's ear: It's not about your childhood. It's about who you are! — C. JoyBell C Copy Share Image
That night I looked up at those same stars, but I didn't want any of those things. I didn't want Egypt, or… — Jenny Lawson Copy Share Image
“...when I was a kid, Toronto streets were deserted and quiet on Sundays, except for the sound of church bells I stood… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
My childhood memories reside somewhere in my subconscious part of my brain. Somehow I feel that my subconscious part creates far more… — Akram Khan Copy Share Image
“Why is it...that the good things that pop up almost always get clobbered by these miserable darn things that seem to choke… — A. E. Hotchner Copy Share Image
I can always tell when my mother, an artist who grew up in Switzerland, starts to feel nostalgic for home. It is… — Suleika Jaouad Copy Share Image
My happiest childhood memories are of times in our backyard. My mother had an old clothesline that hung out in front. It… — Traci Lords Copy Share Image
“Besides, it's my God-given right as an American to speak my mind and fill others' ears with my thoughts, my opinions, my… — Tim Anderson Copy Share Image
I have been to Golden Temple couple of times now. I feel calm and at peace when I am there. It's a… — Jasmin Bhasin Copy Share Image
Sisters, while they are growing up, tend to be very rivalrous and as young mothers they are given to continual rivalrous comparisons… — Margaret Mead Copy Share Image
Your life began in the heart & mind of the Infinite. Mentally relive the days when as a child you ran free,… — Michael Beckwith Copy Share Image
“Snow is...a beautiful reminder of life and all its quirks. It makes me pause. Think. Stay still. Even my mind takes the… — R.B. O'Brien Copy Share Image
“I didn’t want to listen to Rook offering me roses whose perfume would make me forget all my childhood memories, or diamonds… — Margaret Rogerson Copy Share Image
“He walked around all the useless things in the courtyard and touched them with his hands; for some reason, he wished that… — Andrei Platonov Copy Share Image
Some of my most vivid childhood memories involve cards: loud, energetic, often brutally competitive games of racing demon, played at high speed… — Julia Hartley-Brewer Copy Share Image
I was always different in that I liked being by myself. Even in kindergarten, when we were told to line up and… — Renee Zellweger Copy Share Image
“A lifetime of memories does not provide empirical proof of the value of living. No one memory has a quantifiable value to… — Kilroy J. Oldster Copy Share Image
“Cowering, the barkeep gave him a small smile, and then Magnus left without waiting for a reply. Though he walked a swerving… — Morgan Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Since my earliest memory, I imagined I would be a chef one day. When other kids were watching Saturday morning cartoons or… — Elizabeth Acevedo Copy Share Image
“I think maybe, when I was very young, I witnessed a chaste cheek kiss between the two when it was impossible to… — Gillian Flynn Copy Share Image
“Writing a novel is like making soup. The base is a broth we make up wholesale—for instance, I have one child, not… — Laurie Frankel Copy Share Image
“Claire Hammer was an intimidatingly beautiful woman, except for a rather high forehead that she shouldn’t emphasize so much. On the way… — Thomas Olde Heuvelt Copy Share Image
Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you cry?… — Dorian Cox Copy Share Image
“My blissful childhood was shattered without warning when I was about ten years old. One day, my father told me that he… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“But we left camp after a while and we was driving in a real spooky place cause all the roads up near… — Timothy Victor Richardson Copy Share Image
