Reminiscence Quotes

... so in that moment all the flowers in our garden and in M. Swann's park, and the water-lilies on ...

And so it is with our own past. It is a labour in vain to recapture it: all the efforts of our intel...

But since the facts which I should then have recalled would have been prompted only by an exercise o...

Will it ultimately reach the clear surface of my consciousness, this memory, this old, dead moment w...

I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.

I'm rambling again. Wandering off the point. But this is the true story of my wasted life...

Ah God! to see the branches stir Across the moon at Grantchester! To smell the thrilling-sweet and r...

And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet I would remember that once I saw the...

The living owe it to those who no longer can speak to tell their story for them.

The fifties are a peaceful time, a quiet sleeping time between two noisy bursts of years, a blue and...

If I could go back would I do it differently? Well, I can't go back.

The cloudless day is richer at its close;A golden glory settles on the lea;Soft, stealing shadows hi...

When I go out by the gateway, taking the road I drove along that first time I picked up Lotte for th...