Memories Quotes Quotes

“Your memory feels like home to me.
So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.
Some people might find that strange.
But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.
And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“If you’re searching for a quote that puts your feelings into words – you won’t find it.
You can learn every language and read every word ever written – but you’ll never find what’s in your heart.
How can you?
He has it.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I had someone once who made every day mean something.
And now…. I am lost….
And nothing means anything anymore.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I miss that feeling of connection.
Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“He was both everything I could ever want…
And nothing I could ever have…”
― Ranata Suzuki

“The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes.
Breathing your air…. touching your skin…
… Saying goodbye….
The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I try to do something positive – I socialise more…
But deep down I know the truth.
An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I've hidden memories in boxes inside my head before. Sometimes it's the only way to deal with things.”
― Alice Feeney, Sometimes I Lie

“I know he wasn’t perfect…
But he did the best impression of it I’ve ever seen.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I had always wanted to hear those words.
I had always wanted to be your girl.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“Your decision to say goodbye will end our story.
But it will never erase me from your memory.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“I'd keep your beauty timeless.
like a flower pressed in a book, yes
I wouldn't let it fade
Folded in the chapters of my mind”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“Sadly, although time can heal your wound,
the scar may stay with you for good.”
― Mouloud Benzadi

“I still remember that feeling of walking somewhere confidently, seeing him mid stride and putting my foot down just fine… but feeling like I stumbled.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“At age ten, I set out to find a Qur’an teacher who could open a gateway into this unknown world. Every other day after school I would ride the bus for an hour to study with a young African scholar for two-hour sessions. He sat opposite me cross-legged on the floor, our knees touching. I was captivated by the huge bookcases behind him laden with decorated Arabic tomes. My teacher placed a large blue book between us and began guiding me to read the opening chapter of the Qur’an. In our first session, it took two hours just to limp through the first line as I struggled to precisely pronounce the letters.”
― Mohamad Jebara, The Life of the Qur'an: From Eternal Roots to Enduring Legacy

“If you don't do anything stupid when you're young, you won't remember something funny when you're old.”
― Oscar Auliq-Ice

“One's first memories are often vicarious: one is told that one did something or was involved in something; one dramatizes it and folds the image falsely into the annals of the truly remembered.”
― Anthony Burgess, Little Wilson and Big God

“I was not able to sleep that night. To be honest, I didn’t even try. I stood in front of my living room window, staring out at the bright lights of New York City. I don’t know how long I stood there; in fact, I didn’t see the millions of multicolored lights or the never-ending streams of headlights and taillights on the busy streets below.
Instead, I saw, in my mind’s eye, the crowded high school classrooms and halls where my friends and I had shared triumphs and tragedies, where the ghosts of our past still reside. Images flickered in my mind. I saw the faces of teachers and fellow students I hadn’t seen in years. I heard snatches of songs I had rehearsed in third period chorus. I saw the library where I had spent long hours studying after school.

Most of all, I saw Marty.

Marty as a shy sophomore, auditioning for Mrs. Quincy, the school choir director.

Marty singing her first solo at the 1981 Christmas concert.

Marty at the 1982 Homecoming Dance, looking radiant after being selected as Junior Princess.

Marty sitting alone in the chorus practice room on the last day of our senior year.

I stared long and hard at those sepia-colored memories. And as my mind carried me back to the place I had sworn I’d never return to, I remembered.”
― Alex Diaz-Granados, Reunion: A Story: A Novella

“One day, the memories, the music & the movie of our lives, will play out, emerging before our closing eyes. Let’s then, make sure, it is, worth watching, worth nodding, & worth applauding.”
― Willbur Glenn Colaco, Drops of Wisdom: Applying Ancient Words of Wisdom in Today's Turbulent Times

“may be i hold onto
the memories
of you and me
because it's what
remains of
what once was”
― Winnie Nantongo, Dining with the Enemy

“Memories are a Reminder of the 'Us' we used to be, the 'Fun' we used to have and the 'Battle' we've Faced, Cherish Them”
― Kelly Iyogun

“Think about the memories you have. The happy memories will make you smile. The bad memories will make you wise as they have something important to teach you.”
― Garima Soni - words world

“Knowledge holds the power
But It's Memory that possesses it.”
― Ritu Negi

“Memories acquire a poignant beauty when two people who were once deeply in love are no longer together.”
― Neda Aria, Bella Donna

“Friendship is the art of turning shared moments into timeless treasures.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero

“I love memories. They are our ballads, our personal foundation myths. But I just acknowledge that memory can be cruel if left unchallenged.

Memory is often our only connection to who we used to be. Memories are fossils, the bones left by dead versions of ourselves. More potently, our minds are a hungry audience, craving only the peaks and valleys of experience. The bland erodes, leaving behind the distinctive bits to be remembered again and again.

Painful or passionate, surreal or sublime, we cherish those little rocks of peak experience, polishing them with the ever-smoothing touch of recycled proxy living. In so doing - like pagans praying to a sculpted mud figure - we make our memories the gods which judge our current lives.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Tress of the Emerald Sea

“Will they remember this existence?”

“Maybe in the way fragments of forgotten dreams sometimes lightly superimpose themselves in the mind many years later, only to dissolve in a blink.”
― Casey Fisher, The Subtle Cause