#memories

I acknowledge the privilege of being alive in a human body at this moment, endowed with senses, memories, emotions, thoughts, and the space of mind in its wisdom aspect. ↗

— Alex Grey

#alive #aspect #being #body #emotions

My grandmothers are full of memories, smelling of soap and onions and wet clay, with veins rolling roughly over quick hands, they have many clean words to say, my grandmothers were strong. ↗

— Margaret Walker

#clean #full #grandmothers #hands #many

If you'd rather live surrounded by pristine objects than by the traces of happy memories, stay focused on tangible things. Otherwise, stop fixating on stuff you can touch and start caring about stuff that touches you. ↗

— Martha Beck

#caring #focused #happy #live #memories

We have four beautiful children and some wonderful memories. ↗

— Damon Wayans

#children #four #memories #some #wonderful

It's sad to know I'm done. But looking back, I've got a lot of great memories. ↗

— Bonnie Blair

#done #got #great #great memories #i

This Olympics is almost a little sad. It is my final Olympics. There are a lot of good memories. ↗

— Bonnie Blair

#final #good #little #lot #memories

The threat today is not that of the 1930s. It's not big powers going to war with each other. The ravages which fundamentalist political ideology inflicted on the 20th century are memories. The Cold war is over. Europe is at peace, if not always diplomatically. ↗

— Tony Blair

#always #big #century #cold #cold war

Probably the earliest memories for me would be going to restaurants with my family. ↗

— Alexander Wang

#earliest memories #family #going #me #memories

I'm the first to admit that I like going to, or my memories at least of going to Clint Eastwood movies or Charles Bronson or James Bond. ↗

— Nicolas Cage

#bond #charles #clint #clint eastwood #eastwood

The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify(by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling. Taip būna miškuose, jie visada atrodo pažįstami, kadai prarasti, išblukę lyg seniai mirusio giminaičio veidas, tartum sena svajonė, tarsi nuotrupa pamirštos dainos, plaukiančios virš vandens, o labiau už viską - tarsi auksinės praėjusios vaikystės amžinybės ar preėjusios brandos, ir visa, kas gyva, visa, kas mirę, visa širdgėla, ištikusi prieš milijoną metų, ir debesys, plaukiantys tau virš galvos, liudija savo vienišu artimumu šį jausmą. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#feelings-of-overwhelm #memories #reflections #woods #dreams