Top 100 Love And Memory Quotes
#1. Love and memory last and will so endure till the game is called because of darkness.
Gene Fowler
#2. She wanted to tell him what happened wasn't really his fault, but she knew that wasn't the way this kind of guilt worked. Intellectually, he already knew that. It was his emotions that were tripping him up. The tangle of love and memory and what might have been.
Charles De Lint
#3. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true death.
Cassandra Clare
#4. Love and memory and thought and dream ~
My favorite poems have never been written in words.
Kij Johnson
#5. We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
Cassandra Clare
#6. Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end.
Madame De Stael
#7. You know you are getting old when yesterday turns out to be a fading memory you have difficulties recollecting, when today becomes a challenge that is hard to grasp and when tomorrow promises an uncertainty that you dread encountering.
Janvier Chouteu-Chando
#8. MOM - noun - One who sacrifices her body, sleep, social life, spending money, eating hot meals, peeing alone, patience, memory, energy and sanity for LOVE!
Tanya Masse
#9. That the past is one lie, and the memory has no returning, becouse every old spring is beyond retrieve, and even the craziest and most persistent love is just a temporary truth ...
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#10. Time, memory, loss and love are my main artistic concerns, but time, among all of them, becomes the determinant.
Sally Mann
#11. And he ate up all her vision, as he had done the first day she saw him so long ago.
Lawren Leo
#12. That man is my Arthur, a great warlord and a hero who fought against impossible odds to such effect that even fifteen hundred years later his enemies love and revere his memory.
Bernard Cornwell
#13. Sometimes the bridges you burn light the way out of your darkness, but the memory of the blaze will be burned into your heart and mind forever.
Shannon L. Alder
#14. My memory of men is never lit up and illuminated like my memory of women.
Marguerite Duras
#15. I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.
In empty houses I entered with a lantern to steal your portrait
Pablo Neruda
#16. All this, all of this love we're talking about, it would just be a memory. Maybe not even a memory. Am I wrong? Am I way off base? Because I want you to set me straight if you think I'm wrong. I want to know. I mean, I don't know anything, and I'm the first one to admit it.
Raymond Carver
#17. Death and his scythe do not come. No sweeping black capes or ethereal escapes. There's no pearly gate, no prisms of colors as his soul slips away. The stillness is cold steel. The silence is empty with no memory to mend it.
Laura Kreitzer
#18. When it comes to you
it belongs to you
and, when it belongs to you, it is your.
Take care of your challenges
Prakhar Srivastav
#19. The hollowness in his chest, the tense yearning, the loneliness he braces against, every morning until he can immerse himself in work and forget. Not love. Something else, something with a power that endures. Not love, but a memory of love.
Aminatta Forna
#20. So we don't believe that life is beautiful because we don't recall it but if we get a whiff of a long-forgotten smell we are suddenly intoxicated and similarly we think we no longer love the dead because we don't remember them but if by chance we come across an old glove we burst into tears.
Marcel Proust
#21. I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes
Vladimir Nabokov
#22. Their bodies were different as were the color of their eyes, the length of their noses and the circumstances of their existence, but something inside them meant the same thing, wanted the same release, would have left the same impression on the memory of an onlooker.
Sherwood Anderson
#23. It's not easy. It's never easy. Love isn't easy. But you carry the memory of those happy times with you and those moments remind you of the beauty of life.
T.K. Leigh
#24. The smell of her hair lingered just out of reach of his memory and left him with a nervous hum resonating throughout his body like a child forced to sit in church while the sun was shining outside on a perfectly good summer's day.
Erik Tomblin
#25. I am my heart's undertaker. Daily I go and retrieve its tattered remains, place them delicately into its little coffin, and bury it in the depths of my memory, only to have to do it all again tomorrow.
Emilie Autumn
#26. The bullet is already in the brain; it won't be outrun forever, or charmed to a halt. In the end it will
do its work and leave the troubled skull behind, dragging its comet's tail of memory and hope and
talent and love into the marble hall of commerce.
Tobias Wolff
#27. She wanted to claw the memory of their night together out of her brain, but she couldn't disremember.Or stop thinking about his tongue, the way he kissed and caressed her, almost like he wasn't a monster.
Rae Elle
#28. The brain appears to possess a special area which we might call poetic memory and which records everything that charms or touches us, that makes our lives beautiful ... Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.
Milan Kundera
#29. Love is truly the great manifesto; the urge to be, to count for something, and, if death must come, to die valiantly, with acclamation - in short, to remain a memory.
Jennifer Niven
#30. What's wrong with you? I look at you
and I find nothing in you but two eyes
like all eyes, a mouth
lost among a thousand mouths that I have kissed, more beautiful,
a body just like those that have slipped
beneath my body without leaving any memory.
Pablo Neruda
#31. Ten long trips around the sun since I last saw that smile, but only joy and thankfulness that on a tiny world in the vastness, for a couple of moments in the immensity of time, we were one.
Ann Druyan
#32. Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.
Juliet Marillier
#33. I felt the kiss still there on my forehead. Literally. It was frozen there. I could still feel it. I wanted to bronze it, like people do with baby shoes. I wanted to mount it and hang it over my mantelpiece.
Catherine Ryan Hyde
#34. Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.
Martina Boone
#35. I hid my love when young till I
Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;
I hid my life to my despite
Till I could not bear to look at light:
I dare not gaze upon her face
But left her memory in each place;
Where'er I saw a wild flower lie
I kissed and bade my love good-bye.
John Clare
#36. Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love
Karen Marie Moning
#37. Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.
John Lahr
#38. Last night I'd made love to a woman for the first and last time. It had been amazing and I had a memory that would shape the rest of my life.
Abbi Glines
#39. The warm solid definitive realness of him. For the first time in many long years she felt her heart open, and knew love as more than a memory.
Cassandra Clare
#40. And my first item on each day's list is this: Wake up. If I can check that off, I've already done something and can get on with the business of living and trying to honor the memory of those I love who are no longer here.
Will Schwalbe
#41. The more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
Vladimir Nabokov
#42. Love in the past is only a memory. Love in the future is only a fantasy. True love lives in the here and now.
Gautama Buddha
#43. And all love that had overtaken her would have to be a memory, a truck on the interstate roaring up from the left, a thing she must let pass.
Lorrie Moore
#44. You must know, the day your star exploded into my universe, you altered it all. You exposed my light and my dark, settled into my existence and there you will be and glow in the matter of my heart, long after light is only a memory. You have changed things for always.
Jennifer DeLucy
#45. She says people ought to learn to live like them, with the body abandoned in a wilderness, and in the mind the memory of a single kiss, a single word, a single look to stand for a whole love.
Marguerite Duras
#46. Even knowing, as I do now, that grace, power, and, yes, love can hide the darkest elements of the human heart, I would do it all again.
Chelsey Philpot
#47. Every story is true and a lie. The true part of this one is: Love and the memory of love can't be drowned. The lie part is that this is a good thing.
Leigh Allison Wilson
#48. Where intuition finds, love follows, and memory and all the soul as well.
Meister Eckhart
#49. You make a mystery of playing political love.
I could kill for you. I'd bring you an eagle stuffed
with finches. It's pouch growing large and groaning
in your palm. A cliff of umbrellas and memory
shaping your every move.
Paige Taggart
#50. If a man loves a woman for her beauty, does he love her? No; for the smallpox, which destroys her beauty without killing her, causes his love to cease. And if any one loves me for my judgment or my memory, does he really love me? No; for I can lose these qualities without ceasing to be.
Blaise Pascal
#51. When the light at Vernon turned green, we stepped into the street and George grabbed my hand and the ghosts of our younger selves crossed with us.
Aimee Bender
#52. I love being at home now, improving my cooking. I've got a really bad memory, so my first attempts were a disaster - I'd forget what ingredients to put in. But I do a lasagna that's a crowd-pleaser, and a good lemon drizzle cake, which I take to my mom's for the Sunday roast to fatten the family up.
Katy B
#53. I could fall in love with you so easily. I'm halfway there already. You're so perfect in my memory, and you're perfect now. It's like I dreamed you into being. Of all the boys, you're the one I would pick.
Jenny Han
#54. Home isn't a place, Cassie.' The memory crept up on me. 'Home is the people who love you most, the people who will always love you, forever and ever, no matter what.
Jennifer Lynn Barnes
#55. How infinite was love, twining in and out of hope and memory like a braid with three strong strands, so much the Bright Tower of every human's life and soul.
Stephen King
#56. Every day my love for you grows higher, deeper, wider, stronger ... It grows and grows until it touches the tip of where you are and comes back to me in the loving memory of you, and my heart melts with that love and grows even more.
Maureen Hunter
#57. Those that we love never truly leave us, Harry. There are things that death cannot touch. Paint . . . and memory . . . and love.
J.K. Rowling
#58. It was a momentary laughter, in which our souls united. But I think there comes a point in love, a unique moment which later on the soul seeks in vain to surpass, and that the effort to revive such happiness depletes it; that nothing thwarts happiness so much as the memory of happiness.
Andre Gide
#59. Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken.
Charles Lamb
#60. Life is a journey, education is our pleasure and our memory.
Debasish Mridha
#61. His resonating stare fluttered through my memory, and I shivered. I hadn't seen kindness in his pupils. I only saw intensity, and, I hated to admit it, but he was beyond intimidating. He was overwhelming. (Jessica)
Shannon A. Thompson
#62. Love is anticipation and memory, uncertainty and longing. It's unreasonable, of course. Nothing begins with so much excitement and hope and pleasure as love, except maybe writing a story. And nothing fails as often, except writing stories. And like a story, love must be troubled to be interesting.
John Dufresne
#63. She turned towards me, put her fingertips against my chest. She was enjoying it somewhat, too, the little betrayal of Mark's memory. She still loved him, differently; now and again there must be these retrospective cruelties, to consolidate her newness, to let her not love him in the old way.
Glen Duncan
#64. And we were making a film I truly believed in, and the message of the film is "How do you make love stay?" Because it doesn't matter if someone has a memory or not, you have to reinvent love every day.
Drew Barrymore
#65. I cannot remember you
when the rain flows down -
I cannot remember you
and
my heart begins to drown ...
Muse
#66. She's young, and will probably move on someday, and get married, and maybe that dude will hate it but her? Her feelings won't ever change. Because people we love die, but the love? It never does. It became eternal the moment he stopped breathing. She'll always love his memory.
J.M. Darhower
#67. I gave up hoping ... But, still, I would think of him, I would cherish his image in my mind, and treasure every word, look and gesture that memory could retain.
Anne Bronte
#68. Water has memory. Depending on how you treat it, what kind of thoughts and emotions you generate, accordingly it behaves in your body.
Jaggi Vasudev
#69. Love easily confuses us because it is always in flux between illusion and substance, between memory and wish, between contentment and need.
Tom Robbins
#70. One can never ever forget the one who they loved in their past and that to their First Love!!
'Whenever and whomever it was, your experience with your first love is etched into your memory forever..
Kumar
#71. When love dies and a marriage lies in ruins, the first casualty is honest memory, decent, impartial recall of the past. Too inconvenient, too damning of the present. It's the spectre of old happiness at the feast of failure and desolation.
Ian McEwan
#72. I knew that my husband was a song that I had forgotten the words to and I was a fuzzy photograph of someone he used to love.
Catherine Lacey
#73. You left, but it wasn't your fault. So you've stayed perfect in my memory. I guess my fear is, if I let myself love you, you might turn out to be just human. And if you're just human, you could easily hurt me too. I couldn't survive being hurt by you Danny.
Kerry Heavens
#74. Love is inaudible - until you hear it. And once you do, you'll never forget the sound of her voice.
Dark Jar Tin Zoo
#75. That's what's so touching about weddings: Two people fall in love, and decide to see if their love might stand up over time, if there might be enough grace and forgiveness and memory lapses to help the whole shebang hang together.
Anne Lamott
#76. One of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive.
Audrey Niffenegger
#77. After departure, only invisible things are left, perhaps the life of the world is held together by invisible chains of memory and loss and love. So many things, so many people, depart! And we can only repossess them in our minds.
James Baldwin
#78. I try to remember everything, every thing, but sometimes I forget something. I don't even know what it is sometimes, but I know it's not coming to me, something about him isn't coming to me and when that happens, when a piece is missing, it makes me crazy. I don't know what to do with that.
Adam Berlin
#79. As you know so well, the passage of time never really heals the tragic memory of such a great loss, but we carry on, because we have to, because our loved one would want us to, and because there is still light to guide us in the world from the love they gave us.
Edward Kennedy
#80. The mind forgets, but the heart will always remember. And what is the heart's memory but love itself?
Tan Twan Eng
#81. Live Fast, Love Hard, DieYoung (And Leave A Beautiful Memory).
Faron Young
#82. Is the scene always visual? It can be aural, the frame can be linguistic: I can fall in love with a sentence spoken to me: and not only because it says something which manages to touch my desire, but because of its syntactical turn (framing), which will inhabit me like a memory.
Roland Barthes
#83. His mother's memory tore at his heart because she had died loving him, when he was too young and selfish to love her in return,
George Orwell
#84. In memory of Emily we would like everyone to go out and do random acts of kindness, random acts of love to your friends or your neighbors or your fellow students because there is no way to make sense of this. It's what Emily would have wanted.
Luis Gonzalez
#85. When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don't remember my name
When my hands don't play the strings the same way
I know you will still love me the same.
Ed Sheeran
#86. My overwhelming memory of being a child is the huge amount of love I felt for my mum. She was my everything, because she was both my mum and my dad.
Gerard Butler
#87. I think it is a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. - Vladimir Nabokov
Jodi Picoult
#88. I observed a thousand acts of courage, compassion and love [as a POW] and I will always treasure that memory above all others.
John McCain
#89. He wore the memory of her embrace like armor, and though he knew it would not save his life, it would be all that was left to him to ease his passage into whatever lay beyond.
Andrew Levkoff
#90. A better mother would shape that anger into loss and then, at least, into the kind of memory of love one can sustain, but Vianne was too empty to be a good mother right now. She could think of no words that weren't a lie or useless.
Kristin Hannah
#91. Parting and death are both terribly painful. But to keep nursing the memory of a love so great you can't believe you'll ever love again is a useless drain on a woman's energies.
Banana Yoshimoto
#92. A sentence well couched takes both the sense and understanding. I love not those cart-rope speeches that are longer than the memory of man can fathom.
Owen Feltham
#93. There is no sorrow like the memory of love and the knowledge that it is gone forever
Marion Zimmer Bradley
#94. Rosie loved Tom. Rosie had always loved Tom and, although she was unable to measure "always" in terms of years and months, this made perfect sense to her. Their love was not constrained by the mortal bonds of time; it was eternal, ageless and ancient beyond all recollection and record.
Tanya Bullock
#95. How just it would be if for our final reward we were to be made the masters of time, and if those we love could come alive again not just in memory, but in truth.
Mark Helprin
#96. I loved him and I would love him until every fibre in my body was gone and had turned to dust, but even when my bones had joined the earth, the memory of our love would live on beyond the ages.
Stephanie Hudson
#97. The world is crazy. You need a license to drive a car and go fishing. You don't need a license to start a family. Two people have sex and BAM! Perfectly innocent kid is born whose life will be screwed up by her parents forever.
Laurie Halse Anderson
#98. Take, Lord, and receive all my liberty, my memory, my understanding, and my entire will, all I have and call my own. You have given all to me. To you, Lord, I return it. Everything is yours; do with it what you will. Give me only your love and your grace, that is enough for me.
Ignatius Of Loyola
#100. People don't die, we pass into memory. I'll live through you, through your heart and your mind. That's the wonderful thing about life. Our bodies die, but memory allows us to live in those we love.
R.K. Ryals
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