Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.
The most beautiful things are not associated with money; they are memories and moments. If you don't celebrate those, they can pass you by.
What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.
The only real treasure is in your head. Memories are better than diamonds and nobody can steal them from you.
Every man's memory is his private literature.
Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.
We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us.
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.
Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us.
The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.
Memories of our lives, of our works, and our deeds will continue in others.
Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds its way back to you.
The moments of happiness we enjoy take us by surprise. It is not that we seize them, but that they seize us.
Memory is the scribe of the soul.
We do not remember days, we remember moments.
Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Memory is the power to revive again in our minds those ideas which after imprinting have disappeared, or have been laid aside out of sight.
To reminisce with my old friends, a chance to share some memories, and play our songs again.