bittersweet memories Quotes

You look back and you remember the good, the bad and the ugly.

That was a good time in my life, in spite of having the sensation of floating on a cloud, surrounded by both lies and things left unspoken. Occasionally I thought I glimpsed the truth, but soon found myself once again lost in a forest of ambiguities.

We’d met at a carefree time, a moment full of promise, in its place now were the harsh lessons of the real world.

How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart.

Nostalgia! I feel it even for someone who meant nothing to me, out of anxiety for the flight of time and a sickness bred of the mystery of life. If one of the faces I pass daily on the streets disappears, I feel sad; yet they meant nothing to me, other than being a symbol of all life.

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

When the playing is over, one can sense that one's youth has been spent playing a game, and now both the game and youth are gone.

Being in Nirvana was amazing an experience that will never happen again for me. And I look on them as some of the best and worst times of my life.

...The silent reminiscence of hardships departed, is sweeter than the presence of delight.

I don't mourn the loss of my childhood; I mourn because everything, including (my) childhood, is lost.

O memory, thou bitter sweet,--both a joy and a scourge!

I remember when we kissed. I still feel it on my lips. The time you danced with me with no music playing. I remember the simple things. I remember till I cry. But the one thing I wish I'd forget, the memory I wanna forget is goodbye.

If you think back to your first love, you always remember them and little things always remind you of them.

I cannot speculate on what our cluttered mind will save- sleepy Sundays, or a nosebleed after love. I know only the dying heart needs the nourishment of memory to live beyond too many winters.

No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.

The things hardest to bear are sweetest to remember.

And now I have to stop. Because every time I remember this, I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something that made me so happy then feels so sad now. Maybe that is the way it is with the best memories.

No sorrow is deeper than the remembrance of happiness when in misery.

One of the saddest things in life, is the things one remembers.

It's funny how close the past is, sometimes. Sometimes it seems as if you could almost reach out and touch it. Only who really wants to?

What was hard to suffer is sweet to remember.

Past happiness augments present wretchedness.

If two men who were friends in their youth meet again when they are old, after being separated for a life-time, the chief feeling they will have at the sight of each other will be one of complete disappointment at life as a whole; because their thoughts will be carried back to that earlier time when life seemed so fair as it lay spread out before them in the rosy light of dawn, promised so much — and then performed so little.

We are all smiling in the picture, three brothers having a grand old time just playing around in the living room, no agendas, no buried resentments or permanent scars. Even under the best of circumstances, there's just something so damn tragic about growing up.