It was time to let go of the mad desire to remember. It was time to start living whatever life would come. In the present, not the past.
Remember who you really are. You cannot be destroyed or hurt. You cannot be harmed or killed. You, the real you, will always be present and powerful.
There were corpses here and there and pools of blood. I remember seeing a butterfly flutter up and down that street. Summer does not abdicate.
I heard word Of bellied sailcloth, Creak of oars, And gold in Eastland. Then I smelled A smell remembered: Salt of spray And black-pitched boat's keel.
I remembered learning from my favorite professor at Belmont to “surround yourself with people who are better than you,” and I was now living that mantra.
Remember the proverb: 'A sign is enough for the alert, but a thousand counsels are not enough for the negligent.
Remember to say what you mean, but don't say it meanly.
My Zora senses are tingling," I said. Nathan looked at me blankly. "Right, you don't know anything about Spiderman," I remembered. "Spider who?" he asked.
Don’t be stupider than you need to be, I remind myself. Remember Calease? The last glowing girl you talked to tried to kill you.
They [Erasers] were bad fliers," Angel chimed in, "And in their minds, they weren't all kill the mutants, like they usually are. They were like, remember to flap!
I hope people of the future will remember my books for being burned, and I challenge an elite few to imagine the embers of the last copy.
A wave of Time hangs motionless on this particular shore. I notice a tree, arsenical grey in the light, or the slow Wheel of the stars, the Great Bear glittering colder than snow, And remember there was something else I was hoping for.
I looked up from my paper and tried to remember her name. I was drawing a blank. That’s what happens when I doodle in invisible ink.
The Sacred Bombshell knows that her creative feminine energy is a catalyst. She remembers her womb wisdom.
But dying is for the sweetest ones. And he remembers sweetness, when life was sweet, and sweetly he was given that other lifetime.
Really?" "No. I'm being ironic. Or is it sarcastic? I can never remember." "Irony's cleverer, so you're probably being sarcastic.
You must remember, my dear lady, the most important rule of any successful illusion: First, the people must want to believe in it.
Remember that all through history, there have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they seem invincible. But in the end, they always fall. Always.
My guess is that he remembers some of me, some of us together, and the rest rolled off him like topsoil in a flash flood.
You can be two things if you're a woman, Dolores. Betty Crocker or a floozy. Just remember your place - even if it kills you.
Be young at heart. Remember back when you were young and what made you happiest then. Recapture the simplicity and wonder of youth and make it a state of mind.
