Quotes About Remembering Her

#1. Remembering her own narrow single bed at home, she added without thinking, "Someone could get lost in that bed."

Valois laughed, surprising Delta and she looked curiously at him. His eyes twinkling wickedly, the Frenchman said, "Perhaps some company would relieve you of that fear.

Brooke Templar

#2. But then he didn't want to remember, because she had been nothing to him then, and his nature revolted from remembering her as she was when she was nothing to him.

D.H. Lawrence

#3. Hazel shuddered, remembering her close call with Don that afternoon. If she hadn't moved quickly and snatched that diamond off the road ... She didn't want to think about it. She didn't need another death on her conscience.

Rick Riordan

#4. Remembering her words, Tony, you are mine and nobody else's, he acquiesced; he'd met his match.

Aleatha Romig

#5. Gods forbid if she ever broke up with him. She'd never be able to visit the sea again without remembering her broken heart.
Annabeth about Percy

Rick Riordan

#6. It's not the impression you make, it's the impression you leave.

-A Tennessee woman remembering her Old Southern grandmother

Maryln Schwartz

#7. I wanted to preserve the feeling of remembering her just months after her death - the raw immediacy of it, so the drafts were really about getting the language right, getting the pitch right, keeping the voice austere and plainspoken.

Paul Lisicky

#8. It is in rare and scattered instants that beauty smiles even on her adorers, who are reduced for habitual comfort to remembering her past favours.

George Santayana

#9. It's not forgetting we need, Vianne," he said, leaning down to kiss her. "It's remembering.

Kristin Hannah

#10. And the fierce wind is an echo of angry childhood and of a very scared boy looking out the window - remembering my dead dog outside by the wounded house as the gray Texas dust gradually covered her up - and thinking: It isnt fair! Why cant dogs go to Heaven?

John Rechy

#11. In the months before the repatriation her heart had hardened around her sister's absence, letting her love Natasha in memory as she could never love her in reality.

Anthony Marra

#12. Love made you admire funny things about a person, like how good she was at remembering to return her library books and at slicing cucumbers very thin. She was a veritable wonder at pulling a splinter out of her foot.

Ann Brashares

#13. Mob psychology, Sunny said, remembering a term Klaus had taught her shortly before she took her first steps.

Lemony Snicket

#14. Somehow the bright beauty had gone from April afternoon and from her heart as well and the sad sweetness of remembering was as bitter as gall.

Margaret Mitchell

#15. She knew that by the morning she would be suffering from arse-ache. She smiled, remembering how, as a child, this was what she thought women were suffering from when their husbands went missing at sea. Arse-ache-heartache, they could sound the same to her.

Graham Higson

#16. The thought weaves into her unexpectedly, as so many thoughts do, time again. How do you make the remembering stop?

Mary E. Pearson

#17. She would read a book hundreds of times, carrying it with her until the pages were torn and the covers were falling off, then she'd paste the covers to the ceiling where she could stare at them, like remembering a good dream.

Sarah Addison Allen

#18. I hope you brought your handcuffs," she added. "I won't go quietly."
"I might use them anyway, for fun," he answered, remembering the sensation of her warm lips against his.

Roxanne Snopek

#19. I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn't think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory - recalled only on the anniversary of her death, or maybe a couple of weeks after, remembering only after having forgotten.

John Green

#20. I was well aware of her ghosts. I'd met them, once or twice, during her darkness nights. "I knew you were my one when you wouldn't run," she said. How could I? Of course I stayed, when her ghosts scared my own away. What others were too afraid to see, meant everything to me.

J. Raymond

#21. Tada references the accusation in Jeremiah that the people have forsaken God as Living Water by remembering a hiking trip from her younger days. Reaching a clear stream at the end of her trip, she emptied her canteen of the warm, metallic-tasting water and filled up on fresh water.

Joni Eareckson Tada

#22. She used to wander through the past as often as it beckoned her, bemoaning the loss of nostalgia. Then, for a while, she turned from it, blissfully free of its noxious clutch, and now it's back, taunting her with what she left behind, knowing she can never recapture what's gone.

Donna Lynn Hope

#23. I don't like remembering the way that hurt her. Hurts her. I'm sure it still does; I'm just not around to see, and I don't like dwelling on that, either. That's only normal. Missing people you still love, and not wanting to see them in pain and angry and humiliated.

Caitlin R. Kiernan

#24. Seated at the table, high in her firmament of gin, she looked critically at her brother and his wife, remembering some real or imagined injustice of her youth, for with any proximity the constellations of some families generate among themselves an asperity that nothing can sweeten.

John Cheever

#25. Remembering now all those farewells (fake farewells, worked-up farewells), Irena thinks: a person who messes up her goodbyes shouldn't expect much from her re-unions.

Milan Kundera

#26. She'll let you put her in her place. But she won't stand for anything worse than first.

J. Raymond

#27. When I hear the deepest truths I speak coming out of my mouth sounding like my mother's, even remembering how I fought against her, I have to reassess both our relationship as well as the sources of my knowing.

Audre Lorde

#28. He moved to run a hand through her cornrows, then pulled back remembering the one time he's tried that-Connie had lectured him on the Eleventh Commandment: Thou shalt not touch thy black girlfriend's hair. Ever.

Barry Lyga

#29. There was something brittle about her, and he feared she would snap apart at the slightest touch; she had thrown herself so fiercely into this, the erasing of memory, that it would destroy her.

Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

#30. She grimaced, remembering one incarnation when she and he had been forced to grow old together, peacefully. Most boring life she'd ever known, though at the time - ignorant of her grander part in the Pattern - she'd been happy with it.

Robert Jordan

#31. Isobel looked down at her lap, at her hands. She turned her left one over, remembering where Varen had written his number on her that first time. Those numbers were gone now, but in hindsight, he may as well have tattooed the moment onto her soul.

Kelly Creagh

#32. The dragon within my heart stirred, shifting her wings, as if remembering they could be used to fly.

Marie Brennan

#33. He drew closer and brushed the back of his fingers over her cheek, remembering the first night they'd met. Such courage and fighting skill spoke to his soul. It was love at first punch.

Annie Nicholas

#34. He was on her mind but she doesn't let anyone stay for too long.

Donna Lynn Hope

#35. Nicholas is gay, isn't he," she says, her voice dripping with dejection.
I shrug, again remembering his proposition from last night. "Not necessarily. The jury's still out. There's hope for a Christmas wedding yet," I tell her.

L. H. Cosway

#36. If a woman is worth remembering,' said my grandmother, 'there is no need to have her name carved in letters.

Edwidge Danticat

#37. Her touch is like doing simple math
When she sleeps in the bed, subtracting clothes
There is a red ink, like a sparkling red wine, adding colors
Dividing body, remembering gods, without multiplying

Santosh Kalwar

#38. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering how it had felt to see Sir Gerek appear, reaching down and pulling her up. She sighed deeply. His arms were so strong and comforting around her, holding her tight against his broad chest. She drew in a hiccupped breath, a cross between a laugh and a sob.

Melanie Dickerson

#39. Harriet laughed, remembering suddenly that a novelist owes a duty to her newspaper reporters.

Dorothy L. Sayers

#40. That night I lay in bed, remembering the moment when her hand touched mine. I wondered what it would be like to have her touch me not by accident, to maybe have her let me touch her.

Alex Flinn

#41. He shrugged those broad shoulders, drawing her gaze to them. She couldn't help but undress him with her eyes, remembering every hot inch of his naked body. Unfortunately he knew what she was doing.
"All you have to do is ask and I'll take my clothes off.

Katie Reus

#42. He was cold and wet, but somehow he barely felt it. He kept remembering Rose snuggled against his chest, the feel of her body in his arms. He closed his eyes as he recalled the way she had looked at him, the way she said I love you.

Melanie Dickerson

#43. Some people become hypercritical when stressed.
Then again, he hadn't been stressed last week. She giggled, remembering how he'd instructed her on the proper way to fold hand towels. Talk about nitpicky. Perhaps this would be a good time to call it quits.

Cherise Sinclair

#44. All my life I've been terrible at remembering people's names. I once introduced a friend of mine as Martini. Her name was actually Olive.

Tallulah Bankhead

#45. But the only thing worse than remembering the feel of Rose in his arms, the softness of her black and white feathers, the sound of her voice when she sang quietly to herself, would be forgetting it.

Melissa Grey

#46. Here's how you think about it: Together you constructed many things throughout your life. Then her body disappeared, but the constructions still remain. Human beings die: That's natural. But to accept her death is to lose all hope.

Michael Paterniti

#47. Bluebell," she said, remembering from Erotique. "Pretty name."
"I call Dmitri Dark Overlord."
"Shae," Dmitri said and the female vampire rose at once to walk quickly into the house. "Now, pretty Bluebell" - another languid stroke across her skin - "tell the Overlord what you discovered.

Nalini Singh

#48. My ace in the hole as a human being used to be my capacity for remembering birthdays. I worked at it. Whenever I made a new friend, I made a point of finding out his or her birthday early on, and I would record it in my Filofax calendar.

Susan Orlean

#49. And who did she have? The thought caught her up short, but then she smiled, remembering the preacher's words. She had the Lord. He was her foundation, and that was enough.

Carol Cox

#50. Dancy closes her eyes, remembering all the times that have been so much worse than this, all the horror and shame and sorrow to give her strength. The burning parts of her no one and nothing can ever touch, the fire where her soul used to be.

Caitlin R. Kiernan

#51. He looked at her for a long moment, as if remembering unfinished conversations, and then went back to place some damp, slow-burning turf on the fire.

Pete Hamill

#52. I verily believe that her not remembering and not minding in the least, made me cry again, inwardly - and that is the sharpest crying of all.

Charles Dickens

#53. She smiles, and her eyes look as if they can see back into her memory, into all the things that have gone into making a person what they are.

Lois Lowry

#54. And unless I'm remembering it wrong, mermaids don't sing and sirens don't swim."
"Ariel sang in 'The Little Mermaid'," Corey said.
Sam came over to join us. "Do I even want to know why you remember her name?

Kelley Armstrong

#55. We see the most beautiful creations whither. The beautiful young maiden becomes the old woman and she hates her body because it isn't what it used to be. The young man becomes the old dotard who has trouble remembering.

Frederick Lenz

#56. Paula laughed, remembering more of her mother's words: Better to be unhappy in a Mercedes-Benz than unhappy on a bus. To which Paula had always responded, I'd rather be happy.

Fiona Higgins

#57. And I sort of felt her...you know."

Alan made an exaggerated shape of a heart.

"You touched her heart?" Mike queried.

"No! Her bum. It's sort of, you know, heart shaped. Big heart."

He flexed his fingers, remembering the feel of it. "Soft.

Angela Verdenius

#58. Moonlight cast its gentle light before her, highlighting everything from the burgeoning garden to where cut alfalfa lay in wakes of swerving shadows. She kicked through it thoughtfully, remembering the first time.

Marcha A. Fox

#59. On those we love:
"Every year that passed, it seemed a little more of her had slipped away; and I began to fear that one day I would come to foget her altogether. But the truth is: No matter how much time passes, those we have loved never slip away from us entirely.

Amor Towles

#60. She is the kind of child who feels a protective tenderness toward her own beginnings. It is part of her strategy in a world of displacements to make every effort to restore and preserve, keep things together for their value as remembering objects, a way of fastening herself to a life.

Don DeLillo

#61. The way he spoke about Catherine made Theresa hurt for him more than she would have imagined. It wasn't just his voice, but the look on his face before he described her - as if torn between the beauty of his memories and the pain of remembering.

Nicholas Sparks

#62. having DID in itself creates intense shame. A person continually has to deal with not remembering what one has said or done. Thus, the person with DID must be quick with inferences and cover-ups. Unfortunately, this often convinces her, as well as others, that she is a liar.

Elizabeth Howell

#63. Letty allowed her to ramble on while she looked around the wood, remembering its autumn carpet of beech leaves and wondering if it could be the kind of place to lie down in and prepare for death when life became too much to be endured.

Barbara Pym

#64. Lauren closed her eyes, remembering how desperate she had been this morn in Chartres, how she had prayed for divine intervention to stop her wedding.
She had never expected that intervention to be riding a black horse and wielding a sword.

Shelly Thacker

#65. He met each newly exposed piece of flesh with a tender kiss, remembering how he'd dreamed of doing exactly this on the very first night he'd seen her.

Nicki Elson