Memories are in the past, not to pull you backward but to push you forward to your dreams. Just Let them do ã — Islam Elnady Copy Share Image
A memory is just a memory, don't let it control what happens in the future or worse the present. — Collin Mitchell Copy Share Image
Hold on to the memories, because life changes so quickly that sometimes that's all you're left with. — Ash Sweeney Copy Share Image
Memories are the most beautiful pictures our minds can paint, and nothing can ever erase them. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I love people, but I love the thought and memory of them just as much. — Stevie Smith Copy Share Image
I was going up to the bathroom and a woman asked me: "Have you a good memory for faces?" I asked why… — Frank Carson Copy Share Image
Trying to forget really doesn't work. In fact, it's pretty much the same as remembering. But I tried to forget anyway, and… — Rebecca Stead Copy Share Image
“but I feel as if I have said everything of importance that I need to say, I feel as if I'm losing… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
In order to see where we are going, we not only must remember where we have been, but we must understand where… — Ella Baker Copy Share Image
That which resembles most living one's life over again, seems to be to recall all the circumstances of it; and, to render… — Benjamin Franklin Copy Share Image
The world changes too fast. You take your eyes off something that's always been there, and the next minute it's just a… — Michel Faber Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wake up and I think, where did my memory go? But at the same time, I signed up for it.… — Ed Reed Copy Share Image
Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the same person.… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“The reality that I had known no longer existed. The places that we have known belong now only to the little world… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“As I look back on the trip now, as I try to sort out fact from fiction, try to remember how I… — Robyn Davidson Copy Share Image
Forgive me if, in friendship’s way, I offer thee a wreath of May… [N]ourished by the dews of heaven… So I have… — John Clare Copy Share Image
Images flicker, each one bringing its own sorrow or its own smile. Sometimes both. At the very worst, an impenetrable and sightless… — Pittacus Lore Copy Share Image
“The memories come back like the rainbow after the rain with all the hues and shades of color and an unending train… — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
When we have the same thought again, the line of the original thought is deepened, causing what's called a memory trace. With… — Lysa TerKeurst Copy Share Image
There is a stage you reach, Deagle thinks, a time somewhere in early middle age, when your past ceases to be about… — Dan Chaon Copy Share Image
“If we’re really over it, we won’t need to mention it every once in a while. Our constant, repetitive, confession about moving… — Sarah Adel Copy Share Image