#memo

Since I'm always working, my best holiday memories are definitely when I can just go home and spend time with my family. ↗

— Chris Brown

#best #definitely #family #go #go home

I believe the true function of age is memory. I'm recording as fast as I can. ↗

— Rita Mae Brown

#believe #fast #function #i #i believe

I know the game wasn't a classic, but the night was about more than that-it was about bringing back the memories and raising money for former heroes who have now fallen on hard times. ↗

— David Ginola

#back #bringing #classic #fallen #former

Before I'm a writer, I'm definitely a reader and when I read memoir, I really want it to be true. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#before #definitely #i #memoir #read

I've just finished my next collection, Possible Side Effects, and I'm now working on a collection of holiday stories as well as a memoir about my relationship with my father. ↗

— Augusten Burroughs

#collection #effects #father #finished #holiday

Life is worth living and no matter what it throws at you it is important to keep your eyes on the prize of the happiness that will come. Even when the Death Railway reduced us to little more than animals, humanity in the shape of our saintly medical officers triumphed over barbarism. Remember, while it always seems darkest before the dawn, perseverance pays off and the good times will return. ↗

— Alistair Urquhart

#memoir #military-history #world-war-ii #death

Life," Garp wrote, "is sadly not structured like a good old-fashioned novel. Instead an end occurs when those who are meant to peter out have petered out. All that is left is memory. But even a nihilist has memory. ↗

— John Irving

#memory #death

That's the beautiful thing about innocence; even monsters have a pocketful of childhood memories with which to seek comfort with. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#book #childhood #comfort #death #drums

I have great memories. ↗

— Eric Cantona

#great memories #i #memories

A child is asleep. Her private life unwinds inside skin and skull; only as she sheds childhood, first one decade and then another, can she locate the actual, historical stream, see the setting of her dreaming private life—the nation, the city, the neighborhood, the house where the family lives—as an actual project under way, a project living people willed, and made well or failed, and are still making, herself among them. I breathed the air of history all unaware, and walked oblivious through its littered layers. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#childhood #history #memory #dreams