Quotes about Memories

The survivors of the old life come to pay their respects. The neighbors, old and young, come. People who have moved away, maybe a long time ago, come back. You see people you knew when you were young and now don't recognize, people who may never come back again, people you may never see again. We feel the old fabric torn, pulling apart, and we know how much we have loved each other.

And so I learned about grief, and about the absence and emptiness that for a long time make grief unforgettable.

The love he bore to me was his own, but also it was a love that had been borne to him, by people he knew, people I now knew, people he loved. That, I think, is what put tears in his eyes when he looked at me. He must have wondered if I would love those people too. Well, as it turned out, I did. And I would know them as he had never known them, for longer than he knew them. I knew them old, in their final years and days. I know them dead.

A lamplit table spread Old hospitality Of cheese and wine and bread. - 1993 V Remembering Evia

When my grandfather was dying, I was not thinking about the past. My grandfather was still a man I knew, but as he subsided day by day he was ceasing to be the man I had known. I was experiencing consciously for the first time that transformation in which the living, by dying, pass into the living, and I was full of grief and love and wonder. And so when I

You may forsake a person, a family, some location of the heart, but scars and memories cannot be discarded like used clothing.

Distance never seperates two hearts that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. But whenever I start feeling sad cuz I miss you I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss.

There are three things that grow more precious with age; old wood to burn, old books to read, and old friends to enjoy.

What the mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin.

What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

Memories were not always pleasant, she decided. Memories could bring pain, too.