Reminiscence Quotes
Reminiscence Quote of the day
I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.
The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.
The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.
There were so many of these moments that could never be captured accurately, even in the camcorder, only in the heart.
The fifties are a peaceful time, a quiet sleeping time between two noisy bursts of years, a blue and white time filled with sweet yellow days, music and bright smelling memories.
I'm rambling again. Wandering off the point. But this is the true story of my wasted life...
Leave old pains alone. When they cease coming to call, do not invite them back.
I see that you are heartlessly clever.For you know how to Love, but not Forever. You still return to me in flashes, so strong it clouds my Mind.The fire has turned to ashes, and yet, you’re not behind.
That's the beauty and the curse of the 'engrafted word'... it all comes down to interpretation.
Keeping busy is the hardest part. When I find myself still, clear of thoughts, I can still feel you holding me.
Sometimes, I miss so much the person that I was before the world tore me up in so many places. If only "they" could have just let me stay that way.
Human beings are self-motivated. The two desires that spur human action are hunger and love. Without memory, humankind would no longer hunger for love.
There are events in one's life which, no matter how remote, never fade from memory
Perhaps the echoes of people we once loved still linger in the places we frequented with them and that is why we go back… Not so much to remember them as to feel them…
But I remember the place with fondness ... not perfect but, all in all, not a bad memory.
...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.
In going back we must take our present selves with us: the mind has taken a different colour, and this is thrown back upon our past.
To want to tackle everything rationally is irrational.
Everyone likes to reminisce, but not one wants to listen, and everyone feels annoyed when someone else tells a story.
Your memory feels like home to me.So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.
I had someone once who made every day mean something.And now…. I am lost….And nothing means anything anymore.
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.
I miss that feeling of connection.Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.
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.
He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.
I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again – I still could hardly believe it was true.
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.
When I was with him suddenly I wasn’t this broken person anymore.I was just me.I was whole again.I was just a person – like everyone else.
A kiss….….. is just a kiss….Until it’s all you reminisce.(Then the memory becomes your most treasured possession.)
It hurts that I was just one page in the book of your life…But what hurts more is knowing you’ll revise that chapter someday….….. and you’ll erase me completely.
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.
For you are you, and I am I, and once we were we… but as long as I exist and so do you – know that I will always love you.
I still think of you every day.But I’m trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.