#memories

But it's funny how the memory works and how sometimes we just belive whatever we want. ↗

— Chris Bohjalian

#reality #funny

What a host of little incidents, all deep-buried in the past -- problems that had once been urgent, arguments that had once been keen, anecdotes that were funny only because one remembered the fun. Did any emotion really matter when the last trace of it had vanished from human memory; and if that were so, what a crowd of emotions clung to him as to their last home before annihilation? He must be kind to them, must treasure them in his mind before their long sleep. ↗

— James Hilton

#funny

He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he'd become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale. ↗

— Cheryl Strayed

#love #memories #romance #love

and I'm thinking as our bodies meet that I'll remember this forever, and i just hope it's for all the right reasons. ↗

— Steven Herrick

#memories #love

Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#love #memories #death

When those who name dead people have gone, there just remains the calmness of foreign cemeteries, in which nothing appears familiar and nothing frightens you. ↗

— Ray Loriga

#memories #death

Bricks without straw are more easily made than imagination without memories. ↗

— Lord Dunsany

#imagination #memories #writing #imagination

...If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhood—but no self- respecting writer should ever eulogize a slum... ↗

— John Geddes

#eulogy #maudlin #muse #slum #streets

Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#truth #wishes #bad

How memories lie to us. How time coats the ordinary with gold. How it breaks the heart to go back and attempt to re-live them. How crushed we are when we discover that the gold was merely gold-plating thinly coated over lead, chalk and peeling paint. ↗

— Henry Rollins

#coffee