In the past, people have looked at photos as a record of memory. The focus has been on the past tense. With Instagram, the focus is on the present tense.
A lot of the things I hold onto have memories attached to them. Bags, shoes and jewelry that were given to me from photo shoots and fashion shows throughout my career.
How grudging memory is, and how bitterly she clutches the raw material of her daily work.
Both organizations are growing rapidly due in part to answering the urgent need in the community for services and programs to help with the day-to-day struggles that come with memory disorders.
Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?
Like memories in cold decay, Transmissions echoing away, Far from the world of you and I Where oceans bleed into the sky..
I adored my mother, and I will always have extraordinary memories about her and remember her, and she opened the doors for me to appreciate arts.
All life is bound to a simple truth... that time goes on, that in each person's life begins a tale, a tale that will either end in memory or in legend.
Hold each moment you create on your sacred journey close to your heart, for that is the location where your memory will be deposited.
Nostalgic memory is a sudden encounter with the thingness of the thing that has been forgotten, not the continuous desire for possessions, whether past, present, or future.
Someone said: friends are the thiefs of time. I shall add: of time, freedom, life; and givers of best memories, brightest moments, true feelings.
Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.
I have a phenomenal memory. I remember every single thing that anybody said to me, ever did to me, who was nice to me and who was not nice to me.
I wake up wondering if I know we're near mountains because of memory or because of something in the air.
That old man dies prematurely whose memory records no benefits conferred. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.
Our sages of blessed memory have said that we must not enjoy any pleasure in this world without reciting a blessing.
Sometimes the bridges you burn light the way out of your darkness, but the memory of the blaze will be burned into your heart and mind forever.
I breathed in the memory of his lips, the softness of them, and how they felt tracing across my skin, leaving ripples of goosebumps in their wake.
There is always tension between the possibilities we aspire to and our wounded memories and past mistakes.
Remember, childhood only lasts 10-12 years. There's a lot that has to be squeezed in to make for a lifetime of happy memories. ♥
My sister and I are so close that we finish each other’s sentences and often wonder who’s memories belong to whom.
