The log on the fire: is it dreaming of the forest?
Life is for memories, full of fun, with friends, families and joyful sun.
(pl. ) of Memory
Fond memories are some of the richest possessions you can have. They never wear away no matter how often you reuse them !
The mind replays what the heart can't delete.
The pain we cause will haunt our memories and eat at our souls. I do not seek forgiveness, only the emptiness of death.
We are delightfully trapped by our memories. I can't drink a bottle of Chateauneuf-du-Pape Vieux Telegraphe without revisiting a hotel bistro in Luzerne, Switzerland, where I ate a large bowl of a pep...
As a father, you want the best for your son, quite obviously. You want to create the best memories for your son.
Songs can be like photos - they hold a memory, a moment, and thoughts that keep you warm inside.
Memories are what we cherish so lets make the present worth cherishing.
Bouncing on beds, I remember from childhood, is a great depression reliever.
But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.
It seems sometimes that we get so caught up in missing the past, or looking forward to the future, that we forget that this, right here and now, was once the days we longed for and will soon be the on...
We had the experience but missed the meaning,an approach to the meaning restores the experience
The reason negative emotions burn out so very slowly in us is because we keep igniting them with old, unpleasant memories.
Spending moments with another in earnest presence is one of the simple ways we can show unconditional love. It is the memories created from these impressions that survive after all else passes.
The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.
Memories and emotions could be the greatest form of torture.
What was our life like? I almost don't remember now. Though I remember , the space of time it occupied. And I remember it fondly.
When nothing else subsists from the past, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered...the smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls...bearing resilient...
Sometime we must visit old memories to make new ones.
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