#memo

I recount as this journey begins where I rest to gather the tale from this same old house resting on the hill, leaving me a view of a carnival once seen from just across the tracks. My pallet is dry now. The colors I see no more. The rain has washed away many of the signs that once stood for a prosper home and family. My grave is waiting. The dreams once filled my head with images of world unison, hope and companionship for all. The saga spoken through my canvas drew darker as the years went on to the bitter cold nights. All that comes to me now are glimpses of faces that graced my soul. ↗

— Kris Courtney

#award-artist #drama #memoir #true-story #dreams

Your body has such a memory. ↗

— Kristanna Loken

#memory #such #your #your body

San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories. ↗

— Jack London

#gone #memories #nothing #remains #san

Memory is more indelible than ink. ↗

— Anita Loos

#ink #memory #more #than

I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don't understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now. ↗

— Sophia Loren

#even #everything #helps #hide #i

True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean; it is not memory but judgment. ↗

— James Russell Lowell

#exist #judgment #knowing #mean #memory

Happiness and beauty are the worst things you can have in a life, because you never forget them. They go on and on ambushing you, presumably until you die. ↗

— M. John Harrison

#memory #beauty

He put his hand on his forehead and scoured the French department of his memory for a word. He knew it was in there. He'd put it in almost fifty years before and hadn't had cause to remove it. But for the life of him he couldn't find it. ↗

— Colin Cotterill

#getting-older #humor #memory #age

Grief is only the memory of widowed affections. ↗

— James Martineau

#affections #grief #memory #only #widowed

In the life of a singer, it's not all triumphs and happy memories; there are days you have to go out there when it's the last thing you feel like doing. ↗

— Mireille Mathieu

#doing #feel #go #happy #last