The champagne had been donated by one of Gus’s doctors – Gus being the kind of person who inspires doctors to give their best bottles of champagne to children.

The hangars were not destroyed from bomb damage but it brought back a lot of little memories of that.

…what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no...

És meséltem neked az emlékeimről. Nem mindenről. Célt tűztem ki magamnak, és nem akarlak a múltam meséivel untatni. Inkább arról a különös érzésről meséltem, hogy az emlékek valóságosabbá váltak számomra, mint az életem. Arról, hogy...

We’ll see what becomes of your rebellious nature when you lose your memories, Rei Lin.” He punched a few buttons and turned the knob on the wall to the right.

Butterfly KissesAged imperfectionsstitched upon my faceyears and years of wisdomearned by His holy grace.Quiet solitude in a humble homeall the family scattered nowlike nomads do they roam.Then a giftsent from abovea memorypure and tangiblewrapped in...

Suffering is part of life,’ she said. ‘All the parts of life are jumbled up together; you can’t separate out just the one thing.’ She parred his hand again, kindly. ‘I could let you kill...

I Used to think that I knew everything, I was alone. My heart was empty, a single soul experience of life. When I discovered in a pair of eyes, a light reflection of mine, I...

The days aren’t discarded or collected, they are beesthat burned with sweetness or maddenedthe sting: the struggle continues,the journeys go and come between honey and pain.No, the net of years doesn’t unweave: there is no...

We continue to eat, the conversation easy and flowing. I listen to everything everyone says, an urgency to pay attention, to not miss these moments you don’t know are moments until they’re gone. I narrow...

Best memories never hurt, with good memories an individual can pass his whole life without depending on others…

I share my happiness and sorrowCos I know for once there will be no tomorrowIf I wish to live in your memoriesI too have to be there to share your worriesSpeak up to your friend,...

Memories carry thoughts through the passage of time.

At every stage, the world that breaks in through our senses struggles to find a footing in our brains. We might liken memories to the messages recorded on tape, but we mistake the message for...

When you walk into your memories, you are opening a door to the past; the road within has many branches, and the route is different every time.

I turned to face Audrey, and everything I loved was right there in her eyes, the memories tangible: the schooldays and sleepovers, the cheap bottles of wine and sappy chick flicks. She was there for...

‘When did you first fall in love?’ ‘I think, I first fell in love when I was in fifth grade with this boy who kept his glass ruler in the sunlight and made rainbows on...

Sometimes the memories seemed too much and I couldn’t understand how I’d stayed so calm when these things actually happened, but lost my breath in the shadowy remembrances.

A photo frame with many pictures is the best present ever for a long trip. I can almost feel all those moments..

Even after three hundred maps have been handed out, Ama and I still melt the moment people switch from being suspicious that we want to sell them something–“Hey? What do you want? Money? Directions?–to realising...

Los fantasmas son solo fragmentos de memoria. Estos nos acosan porque no queremos olvidarlos.

Let me advise you, my dear young friend– nay, let me warn you with all seriousness, that should you leave these rooms you will not by any chance go to sleep in any other part...

That’s the trouble with memories: everything seems much more fantastical with a childhood lens to filter out the limitations of reality.

Isn’t it what life is about, after all? A series of images that pass us by like towns as you cross along a long road? Then suddenly, a scenario stands and we know that image,...

Why can’t we repeat 8th grace five times and call that a high school education?

From an evolutionary point of view, most emotions – fear, desire, anger – serve some practical purpose, but nostalgia is a useless, futile thing because it is a longing for something that is permanently lost...

My memories are not books. They are only stories that I have been over so many times in my head that I don’t know from one day to the next what’s remembered and what’s made...

Spa is a great track! I’ve got memories of some adventures there, though it’s never been lucky for me. It’s definitely a track where you can feel stronger than the rest if you go through...

The looming storm broke in the end. And it is the storm I will remember, the sound of the downpour splattering over the steps of the Tuileries, the dark sky and the pink lightning. I...

Some memories are meant for not to be said, either they are too Scary to tell, or we love them that much, that we can’t explain those in oral words.

He stopped his act to take a snapshot of that instant he would so treasure- her delightful laughter that could make him do anything, anything at all, in the world and beyond!

My memories of camp – I was four years old to eight years old – they’re fond memories.

All that is left to bring you pain, are the memories. If you face those, you’ll be free. You can’t spend the rest of your life hiding from yourself; always afraid that your memories will...

What a host of little incidents, all deep-buried in the past — problems that had once been urgent, arguments that had once been keen, anecdotes that were funny only because one remembered the fun. Did...

There were certain things, learned so young and remembered so deep that they felt like little stones in the center of her mind. These would be the parts of her that rotted last, the bits...

This park brings back good and bad memories. We fell short, but it was good to make it here. Our expectations were very high because of the team we had, but I also understood that...

Over the last few millennial, we’ve invented a series of technologies … that have made it progressively easier and easier for us to externalize our memories, for us to outsource this fundamental human capacity.

She would never truly be her own woman if she allowed fear and old memories to dictate where she would or would not go.

My memories always clutch my brain to understand the past

Children of the mentally ill learn early on how not to be a bother, especially if they grew up with neglect. As my sister insisted once, when she was in severe pain after injuring her...

Music replays the past memories, awaken our forgotten worlds and make our minds travel.

It’s regrets that make painful memories. When I was crazy I did everything just right.

Only after Mom went missing did you realize that her stories were piled inside you, in endless stacks. Mom’s everyday life used to go on in a repeating loop, without a break. Her everyday words,...

Many deeply hidden memories have come flooding back. The important message here though is that it is possible to heal and survive. Everyone has survived their own kind of emotional or mental trauma. We all...

Are there memories left that are safe from the clutches of phony anniversaries?

Memories lie slumbering within us for months and years, quietly proliferating, until they are woken by some trifle and in some strange way blind us to life.

I didn’t know what I wanted. Maybe I never had. The emotional distance was never worth the togetherness, and yet I didn’t learn. Nothing had changed. Had he reached for me, I would have forgotten...

She had not remembered then what she remembers now, a memory like something buried in river silt that finally works free and rises to the surface…

Sometimes. it is not the person that you miss, but the memories that you made.

Remember, childhood only lasts 10-12 years. There’s a lot that has to be squeezed in to make for a lifetime of happy memories. ♥