Fond Recollection Quotes

Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.

The best Paris I know now is in my head.

I cling to my memories of glorious desperation.

I came across a photograph of him not long ago... his black face, the long snout sniffing at something in the air, his tail straight and pointing, his eyes flashing in some momentary excitement. Looking at a faded photograph taken more than forty years before, even as a grown man, I would admit I still missed him.

In memory's telephoto lens, far objects are magnified.

Perhaps that's how I should think of them, Polly thought, the troupe and Miss Snelgrove and Trot. And Sir Godfrey. Not as lost to her, but as removed to this moment in time for safekeeping.

If you love life you also love the past, because it is the present as it has survived in memory." Translation by David Downie

...when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure.

It was good while it was good.

May you look back on the past with as much pleasure as you look forward to the future.

One day we'll look back we'll smile and we'll laugh,but right now we just cry. Cuz it's so hard to say good-bye.

It was a good moment, the kind you would like to press between the pages of a book, or hide in your sock drawer, so you could touch it again.

I don't remember the first time I skated on ice, I was too young. I do remember falling in love with that wind-in-my-face feeling while speed skating.

The happiest conversation is that of which nothing is distinctly remembered, but a general effect of pleasing impression.

Buddy , you might think that I've lost my mind. But mister, I'd pay twice to do it one more time.

The scenes and events of long ago, and the persons who took part in them, wear a charming aspect to the eye of memory, which sees only the outlines and takes no note of disagreeable details. The present enjoys no such advantage, and so it always seems defective.

Shall memory restore The steps and the shore, The face and the meeting place.

Since I was a little girl, I've collected ladybugs. Not real ones - I never had a weird ladybug farm!

It is a curious fact that in bad days we can very vividly recall the good time that is now no more; but that in good days, we have only a very cold and imperfect memory of the bad.