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                                    The world seems a lonesome place when mother has passed away and only memories of her are left.                                
                                                        — Laura Ingalls Wilder
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    Every day stole away more of her presence, leaving in its place faint wisps of memories devoid of color, scent, and sound.                                
                                                        — Karen Hawkins
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    There was no real comfort in being alone with her thoughts, her memories, but somehow the illusion of freedom lessened her despair.                                
                                                        — Octavia E. Butler
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    I had the great good fortune to interview Peggy Lee. Her memories of working with Walt Disney and his team were warm and upbeat.                                
                                                        — Leonard Maltin
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    The intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .                                
                                                        — Maggie Stiefvater
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men without distinction to merit of perpetuity.                                
                                                        — Thomas Browne
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Literature had taken possession even of her memories. She was matching him, presumably, with certain characters in the old novels ...                                
                                                        — Virginia Woolf
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Recurrent memories of Henry Schoonmaker were the most exciting thing to happen in her conscious mind these days.                                
                                                        — Anna Godbersen
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    It was as if, after years of setting aside memories,the pile had grown too high, and had tumbled, obliging her to take an inventory of her life.                                
                                                        — Loida Maritza Perez
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    She had never had a daydream that dreamed itself, like nightmares. That crawled out of her brain like a creature of the dark. A daymare.                                
                                                        — Caroline B. Cooney
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    Memories cartwheel out of her head & tumble across the floor.                                
                                                        — Anthony Doerr
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve.                                
                                                        — Laurie Lee
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    She has no memories of her mother but imagines her as white, a soundless brilliance.                                
                                                        — Anthony Doerr
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Last memory of my mother is her being dragged away                                
                                                        — Jean McConville
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Then the trees closed in around her, black as pitch and full of ghosts and memories.                                
                                                        — George R R Martin
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    I can imagine her memories of the novel, or, more likely, of who she was and how she felt when reading it.                                
                                                        — Rabih Alameddine
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Now, the edges of these memories sharpen.
I see the cracks in the studio floor beneath her feet,
The lack of turnout in her fifth position. — Stasia Ward Kehoe
                                				
        		        				I see the cracks in the studio floor beneath her feet,
The lack of turnout in her fifth position. — Stasia Ward Kehoe
				                                                            
                                    She wished all her memories could be of the good times, but the bad times kept coming back to haunt her.                                
                                                        — Cecelia Ahern
                        
                        
				                                                            
                                    Rosemary felt that this swim would become the typical one of her life, the one that would always pop up in her memory at the mention of swimming.                                
                                                        — F Scott Fitzgerald
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    [Mary] says her memories 
Will help those of us
Newly come to our Lord's mercy,
To live in His light. — Jessica Coupe
                                				
        		        				Will help those of us
Newly come to our Lord's mercy,
To live in His light. — Jessica Coupe
				                                                            
                                    even now, the building raised a conflicting set of emotions in her: memories of pain and loss, but also of healing and discovery.                                
                                                        — Stephen Lloyd Jones
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Memories fluttered about her mind, of days that had passed and died and were never to return.                                
                                                        — Lisa Jewell
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Memories cartwheel out of her head & tumble across the floor.                                
                                                        — Anthony Doerr
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    My first and strongest memories about perfume come from childhood, from my mother, and they are a complex blend of her private and public selves.                                
                                                        — Mary Gaitskill
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Pictures ... flashed on her in sudden color, too much color, shocking color, the color that leaps out of black when lightning strikes at night.                                
                                                        — Thomas Harris
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Yet whenever I think of light, I'm always reminded of her.                                
                                                        — Winna Efendi
                        
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    When Carri died, I felt like I had lost everything, except my life, and my memories of her. Now I can't even dream of her ...                                
                                                        — Richard Finney
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    Oh look at how she listens She says nothing of what she thinks She just goes stumbling through her memories Staring out on to Grey Street                                
                                                        — Dave Matthews
                        
                                				
        		        				
				                                                            
                                    I know a girl made of memories and phrases, lives her whole life in chapters and phases ...                                
                                                        — Jimmy Buffett