Quotes about Memories

Of course he could still conjure up the old faces. But they didn't return on their own anymore. In order to see images of Channa or Suddhodana, he would ask to see them. "Learn to use your memories," he told the younger bikkhus. "Don't let them use you.

Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.

The thing I know for sure is that at the end of my life, what I'm going to remember is the love I felt for my family and my friends, and whatever good I did for other people.

I grew up in the Bronx where you would stay up late with your girlfriends, just being silly in our bedrooms, whatever. And I was always the clown.

I hate him for himself, but despise him for the memories he revives.

Existence, after losing her, would be hell.

Besides, he's mine, and I want the triumph of seeing my descendant fairly lord of their estates; my child hiring their children to till their fathers' lands for wages. That is the sole consideration which can make me endure the whelp: I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!

The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!

And my heart aches, in hopeless pain Exhausted with repinings vain, That I shall greet them ne'er again!

Life goes by really fast, and it seems that there are times when you're burying a lot of friends and family. And then there are times that feel really precious and everybody is doing okay. This is one of those times.

The backdrop of half the experiences of life includes music.

My favorite preacher is not with me anymore, and that's my father.