Remember that anybody who is clever enough to set you free is clever enough to enslave you.
When someone dies, you don't get over it by forgetting; you get over it by remembering, and you are aware that no person is ever truly lost or gone once they have been in our life and loved us, as we have loved them.
If we find ourselves increasing beyond example in numbers, in strength, in wealth, in knowledge, in everything which promotes human and social happiness, let us ever remember our dependence for all these on the protection and merciful dispensations of Divine Providence.
Remember that time you tried to hump the bridge?
I can remember my first one-night stand like it was yesterday. Well, maybe not the first. Or the second. . . or the fifth. I'll just begin with what I can remember and not concern myself with order.
Not only can I not recall my experiences in my previous lives, sometimes I can't even remember what I did yesterday.
I think the only time I doubted myself was my senior year in high school. I was not offered a Division I scholarship. I remember a scout from Ohio State coming in and looking at my film. He was all excited to meet me. Then he met me and I was 5'10" and he said that I was not a Division I quarterback.
The world will not remember what you say, but it will certainly not forget what you have done.
We must remember that as the centuries go by, time will pass.
I vaguely remember doing [all my] photo sessions, but definitely there were some surprises there for me.
Moreover, joint occurrences tend to be better recalled than instances when the effect does not occur. The proneness to remember confirming instances, but to overlook disconfirming ones, further serves to convert, in thought, coincidences into causalities.
I just want to be remembered for treating everybody right. Just remember me like that. I treated everybody right, I don't care if they were rich or poor, I treated them the same. As long as people remember that, I'm happy.
I'm not the one who's so far away When I feel the snake bite enter my veins. Never did I wanna be here again, And I don't remember why I came.
Time is never wasted if you remember to bring along something to read.
A nation reveals itself not only by the men it produces but also by the men it honors, the men it remembers.
They marched. Not for themselves. They marched to remember the ones who didn't make it back. They marched because seeing so much loss can teach you about life. they marched because we're all fighting a war whether we know it or not. . . a war for our minds and souls and what we believe in.
I don't remember when exactly I read my first comic book, but I do remember exactly how liberated and subversive I felt as a result.
Children will not remember you for the material things you provided but for the feeling that you cherished them.
I can remember hockey. It was my life, my passion. It's what I love the most.
As far back as I can remember, I wanted to dance, sing and perform.
