Reminiscence Quotes

“I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance.”
― Beryl Markham, West with the Night

“Your memory feels like home to me.
So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“…the sad part is, that I will probably end up loving you without you for much longer than I loved you when I knew you.
Some people might find that strange.
But the truth of it is that the amount of love you feel for someone and the impact they have on you as a person, is in no way relative to the amount of time you have known them.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“If you cannot hold me in your arms, then hold my memory in high regard.
And if I cannot be in your life, then at least let me live in your heart.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“If you’re searching for a quote that puts your feelings into words – you won’t find it.
You can learn every language and read every word ever written – but you’ll never find what’s in your heart.
How can you?
He has it.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I had someone once who made every day mean something.
And now…. I am lost….
And nothing means anything anymore.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I miss that feeling of connection.
Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“He was both everything I could ever want…
And nothing I could ever have…”
― Ranata Suzuki

“The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes.
Breathing your air…. touching your skin…
…Saying goodbye….
The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore

“I am hopelessly in love with a memory.
An echo from another time, another place.”
― Michael Faudet

“The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.”
― Czesław Miłosz, The Issa Valley

“i have laughed
more than daffodils
and cried more than June.”
― Sanober Khan

“The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.”
― Saki, Reginald

“I try to do something positive – I socialise more…
But deep down I know the truth.
An entire world of people can never replace the one that I’ve lost.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I gather all of my sorrow and bring you in my reminiscence, I think of you and forget all of my pain.”
― Suman Pokhrel

“I know he wasn’t perfect…
But he did the best impression of it I’ve ever seen.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“I had always wanted to hear those words.
I had always wanted to be your girl.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“Ich hab' noch einen Koffer in Berlin.”
― Marlene Dietrich

“Remorse is a violent dyspepsia of the mind, But it is very difficult to treat because it cannot even be defined, Because everything is not gold that glisters and everything is not a tear that glistens, And one man's remorse is another man's reminiscence”
― Ogden Nash, I'm a Stranger Here Myself

“I still remember that feeling of walking somewhere confidently, seeing him mid stride and putting my foot down just fine… but feeling like I stumbled.”
― Ranata Suzuki

“Leave old pains alone. When they cease coming to call, do not invite them back.”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Errand

“The Old Days, the Lost Days -- in the half-closed eyes of memory (and in fact) they never marched across a calendar; they huddled round a burning log, leaned on a certain table, or listened to those certain songs.”
― Beryl Markham, West with the Night

“To want to tackle everything rationally is irrational.”
― Ilyas Kassam, Reminiscence of the Present: Spiritual Encounters of the Analytically Insane

“[O]ne has to have endured a few decades before wanting, let alone needing, to embark on the project of recovering lost life. And I think it may be possible to review 'the chronicles of wasted time.' William Morris wrote inThe Dream of John Ballthat men fight for things and then lose the battle, only to win it again in a shape and form that they had not expected, and then be compelled again to defend it under another name. We are all of us very good at self-persuasion and I strive to be alert to its traps, but a version of what Hegel called 'the cunning of history' is a parallel commentary that I fight to keep alive in my mind.”
― Christopher Hitchens, Hitch 22: A Memoir

“Ah God! to see the branches stir
Across the moon at Grantchester!
To smell the thrilling-sweet and rotten
Unforgettable, unforgotten
River-smell, and hear the breeze
Sobbing in the little trees.
Say, do the elm-clumps greatly stand
Still guardians of that holy land?
The chestnuts shade, in reverend dream,
The yet unacademic stream
Is dawn a secret shy and cold
Anadyomene, silver-gold?
And sunset still a golden sea
From Haslingfield to Madingley?
And after, ere the night is born,
Do hares come out about the corn?
Oh, is the water sweet and cool,
Gentle and brown, above the pool?
And laughs the immortal river still
Under the mill, under the mill?
Say, is there Beauty yet to find?
And Certainty? and Quiet kind?
Deep meadows yet, for to forget
The lies, and truths, and pain?… oh! yet
Stands the Church clock at ten to three?
And is there honey still for tea?”
― Rupert Brooke, The old vicarage, Grantchester

“...there was no point in sighing after what I could not have. It only distracted me from what I did have.”
― Robin Hobb, Fool's Assassin

“The fifties are a peaceful time, a quiet sleeping time between two noisy bursts of years, a blue and white time filled with sweet yellow days, music and bright smelling memories.”
― David Gerrold, The Man Who Folded Himself

“No such thing as a happy ending. All endings are sad. Especially if the story was happy.”
― Reminiscence