Javier Zanetti Quotes

I remember everything from 1976. I remember I was 14, and I remember my routines.

Everybody looks back on what they studied and what they grew up with.

There are no verdicts to childhood, only consequences, and the bright freight of memory.

Growing up in Poland, I didn't have the experience of going to Disneyland as a child, so I don't have any childhood memories connected to it, good or bad.

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.

I think you never forget your childhood, whether it was happy or unhappy.

My past is very interesting, and I treasure it, but to write about it, it's just not on my radar.

It doesn't make me happy to go back and talk about how great high school was.

I like to spend time in the past, with the things that have been important to me.

I'm not particularly fond of the past, but I do ramble on about it quite a bit.

Then again, I think about high school every day and I think about being a little kid every day too.

I am forever living in my childhood.

You drive past your old high school, and even if everybody treated you terribly, you still go take a look, don't you?

I'm always pretty influenced by stuff from when we were younger.

When I look back to my infancy many images come to mind, beautiful and ugly.

I keep a diary when I have time to. I always know that I'm either having a great time or I'm very busy when there are three weeks of nothing in my diary. But I like to look back because in ten years to the day I can know where I was and what I was doing, and that's a nice feeling.

I want to visit Memory Lane, I don't want to live there.

You bury your childhood here and there. It waits for you, all your life, to come back and dig it up.

If there is any realm where distinction is especially difficult, it is the realm of childhood memories, the realm of beloved images harbored in memory since childhood. These memories which live by the image and in virtue of the image become, at certain times of our lives and particularly during the quiet age, the origin and matter of a complex reverie: the memory dreams, and reverie remembers.

Memory is the medium of the must-have-been.

(...) Since I was a kid." "Which you refer to as 'back when you were happy.'" "Right.

The past is never where you think you left it.

The past--the wild charge at the head of his men up San Juan Hill; the first years of his marriage when he worked late into the summer dusk down in the busy city for young Hildegarde whom he loved; the days before that when he sat smoking far into the night in the gloomy old Button house on Monroe Street with his grandfather-all these had faded like unsubstantial dreams from his mind as though they had never been. He did not remember.

You're always looking at last year, or 10 years ago, or your school days, or your teenage years, your formative years. Because that's exactly what they are, they're your formative years.