Dennis Farina Quotes

I loved 'Buddy Faro.' I loved the whole idea.

I was dreaming I was on the Sullivan Show.

I would love to play Magnum P.I.

Joey, my older brother, had his own TV show in the '50s, along with Cathy Callahan.

I'm always surprised at how many people remember me from 'Degrassi.'

I was raised on John D. MacDonald's Travis McGee series. Something about this genre - hard-boiled-private-eye-with-heart-of-gold - never failed to take me away from whatever difficulties haunted my daily world to a wonderful land where I was no more than an enthralled spectator.

I do remember a time and I can quite easily imagine a time without - looking to a future without 'Emmerdale.'

I've been watching Mad Men since day one.

I've met quite a number of people in my career, but I do have an extraordinary memory. And even though they may drift into the periphery of my memory, I can bring them right back when I need them.

I saw The Twilight Zone for the first time when I was 12 or 13. I used to stay up late to watch.

People forget years and remember moments.

It's kind of alarming for me to realize that, when I'm writing stories about times I remember, it's already historical fiction.

Memory. My poison, my food.

Remembering is the most overrated thing. Forgetting is far superior.

Photography has definitely been my favorite way to remember things. At least for me that’s how my brain processes things, of memories or moments - if I take a picture of it I can remember so many more details. I think it’s about choosing the exact picture in my head that signifies or symbolizes a moment - almost as if you’re using film. It’s almost archaic.

Memories are simply moments that refuse to be ordinary.

Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance.

But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.

In my group of friends, I was always the one who remembered everything. The stories, the boys my friends and I dated, all the details. So I think a part of me was always filing them away, although at the time I wasn't sure why.

When the past is forgotten, the present is unforgettable

The past is a curious thing. It's with you all the time. I suppose an hour never passes without your thinking of things that happened ten or twenty years ago, and yet most of the time it's got no reality, it's just a set of facts that you've learned, like a lot of stuff in a history book. Then some chance sight or sound or smell, especially smell, sets you going, and the past doesn't merely come back to you, you're actually IN the past. It was like that at this moment.

The memory is perpetually looking back when we have nothing present to entertain us. It is like those repositories in animals that are filled with food, on which they may ruminate when their present pastures fail.

The way you remember the past depends upon your hope for the future.

only when it rains. and sometimes, too, when i remember.

He also tried to block the doorway when she left him. My mother ducked under his arm, ran to her car, and drove away. I remember thinking that this was somehow romantic, as it pinpointed the actual memory of my mother's departure, something you don't see a lot of in television. Real people don't slam doors without opening them five minutes later because it's raining and they forgot their umbrella. They don't stop dead in their tracks because they realize they're in love with their best friend.They don't say, "I'm leaving you, Jack," and fade to a paper towel commercial.