Jeff Hardy Quotes

We will be known forever by the tracks we leave.

A good snapshot stops a moment from running away.

Let it endure forever

Every moment is memorable to me.

I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath; I am the memory of a moment of happiness; I am the last gift of the living to the dead; I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.

The past is always with us, for nothing that once was time can ever depart.

That's when I realized that certain moments go on forever. Even after they're over they still go on, even after you're dead and buried, those moments are lasting still, backward and forward, on into infinity. They are everything and everywhere all at once. They are the meaning.

From early on I valued the gift of memory above all others. I understood that as we grow older we carry a whole nation around inside of us, places and ways that have disappeared, believing that they are ours, that we alone hold the torch for our past, that we are as impenetrable as stone.

People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.

Only our memories allow that some people ever existed. That they mattered, or mattered too much.

Stories live forever. Storytellers don't.

No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away.

What happens to you here is forever.

I've been thinking about forever

Nothing is lost. Nothing is forgotten.It was in the blood, the flesh,And now it is forever.

[in the sleeve notes for The Beach Boys 1964 album, "All Summer Long"] They say I live a fast life. Maybe I just like a fast life. I wouldn't give it up for anything in the world. It won't last forever, either. But the memories will.

Ever step you take is forever.

Nobody takes a picture of something they want to forget.

Its name-what passes not away.

She went out and took a last long look at the shabby little library. She knew she would never see it again. Eyes changed after they looked at new things. If in the years to be she were to come back, her new eyes might make everything seem different from the way she saw it now. The way it was now was the way she wanted to remember it.

We know the future will outlast all of us, but I believe that all of us will live on in the future we made.

The lesson, I suppose, is that none of us have much control over how we will be remembered. Every life is an amalgam, and it is impossible to know what moments, what foibles, what charms will come to define us once we're gone. All we can do is live our lives fully, be authentically ourselves and trust that the right things about us, the best and most fitting things, will echo in the memories of us that endure.

There is nothing more terrible, I learned, than having to face the objects of a dead man. Things are inert: that have meaning only in function of the life that makes use of them. When that life ends, the things change, even though they remain the same. […] they say something to us, standing there not as objects but as remnants of thought, of consciousness, emblems of the solitude in which a man comes to make decisions about himself.

In the end, the end of a life only matters to friends, family, and other folks you used to know. For everyone else, it's just another end.