“And I often dream of chemistry at night, dreams that conflate the past and the present, the grid of the periodic table transformed to the grid of Manhattan. Sometimes, too, I dream of the indecipherable language of tin (a confused memory, perhaps, of its plaintive "cry"). But my favorite dream is of going to the opera (I am Hafnium), sharing a box at the Met with the other heavy transition metals my old and valued friends Tantalum, Rhenium, Osmium, Iridium, Platinum, Gold, and Tungsten.” SometimesDreamPastNightLanguageMemoriesCryMetsGoldTablesMy FavoriteBoxesHeavyConfusedChemistryTransitionMetalsOperaTransformedManhattanTinGridsPlatinumPeriodic TableValued Friends Author:Oliver Sacks
“I have a good memory for certain things. And a very short memory for painful things - that's my favorite Martha Stewart quote, by the way.” WayCertainMemoriesMy FavoritePainfulGood MemoriesPainful ThingsShort Memory Author:Reese Witherspoon
“My favorite football memory isn't beating Florida or winning the bowl game ... My favorite memories are of playing football with my brothers and my dad in the front yard when I was younger.” GamesWinningMemoriesFrontsFootballBrotherDadMy DadMy FavoriteMy BrotherBowlsFloridaYardsPlaying FootballFavorite Memories Author:Eli Manning
“My favorite time of the holidays is when the children have torn open their loot and delivered their verdicts and are looking to you for something else ... memories that have nothing to do with things bought.” ChildrenMemoriesMy FavoriteHolidayTornVerdict Author:Jamie Lee Curtis
“Some of my favorite memories happened in the Boy Meets World classroom.” WorldMemoriesBoysHappenedMy FavoriteClassroomWorld ClassFavorite Memories Author:Danielle Fishel
“My favorite memory is my five years with the Nuggets. From my first day to my last day is a great memory. There wasn't a year that I was a Nugget that I didn't think we succeeded.” ThinkingYearsFirstsLastsMemoriesFiveMy FavoriteFive YearsLast DayNuggetsGreat MemoriesFavorite Memories Author:Dikembe Mutombo
“My favorite memories growing up in North Carolina were hunting and fishing with my father and brothers. There, I developed a deep appreciation for protecting land and waterways. There, I learned outdoorsmanship.” FatherMemoriesGrowing UpGrowingLandBrotherMy FavoriteAppreciationFishingHuntingCarolinaNorth CarolinaHunting And FishingFather And BrotherFavorite Memories Author:Louis Bacon
“I had some very, very fond memories of the people I worked with and the authors I worked with - and I won't mention any names - but as I have been traveling through rural Maine over the past few weeks, one of my favorite things to do is to go into bookstores on the side of rural routes and paw through the old copies of Tom Clancy and Trevanian books they have in there for weird old 1970s thrillers that I haven't read yet.” PeopleHas BeensBookPastNamesSidesMemoriesWeekHavensMy FavoriteThings To DoCopiesTomsRoutesOver The PastThrillersBookstoresFavorites ThingsMainePawsFond Memories Author:John Hodgman
“The Olympics in '80 was phenomenal. It was my favorite memory of all competitive events, because it was brand new and it was exciting.” MemoriesEventsExcitingMy FavoriteBrandsOlympicsPhenomenalBrand NewFavorite Memories Author:Scott Hamilton
“My favorite memories were never about candy or anything like that. When I got to be a teenager, my friends and I used to get together and do all kinds of crazy stuff on Halloween night. We had a ball starting trouble. Now that I'm more mature I realize that wasn't the right way to act, but it was the time of my life back then.” WayKindTogetherUsedNightStuffRealizingMemoriesTroubleCrazyMy FriendsBallsStartingMy FavoriteAll KindsTeenagerMatureHalloweenRight WayCandyGet TogetherTime Of My LifeHalloween NightFavorite Memories Author:Tony Harrison
“As a relentless gatherer of moments, I find that my favorite images, although grounded in the present, are like spirits shaped by memories. They whisper of fairy tales, poetry, and other lives, as each gesture connects with another and raises yet another from the dead. Shadows flicker on film to an inner melody as I navigate, camera at hand and at the speed of light, through unimaginable worlds - desperately trying to make sense of the joy and suffering before it all disappears.” WorldTryingMomentsHandsLightFilmJoySpiritSufferingMemoriesShadowCamerasRaisesMy FavoriteSpeedDisappearTalesMake SenseFairyMelodyFairy TaleGesturesGroundedRelentlessNavigateUnimaginableFlickerSpeed Of Light Author:Sylvia Plachy
“My favorite memory from school was going to football games with my friends. We always had so much spirit and dressed up to go to the games, even though our team was pretty bad.” SchoolSpiritGamesMemoriesTeamFootballMy FriendsMy FavoriteDressed UpFootball GameFavorite Memories Author:Erin Heatherton
“I was deeply influenced by the sartorial practices of both preachers and jazz musicians and actually Masha in Act One of Anton Chekhov, my favorite writer's master piece,Three Sisters,when she arrives reflecting on whether they're ever going to get to Moscow, memories of the death of their father, and she's in black, and she says I'm in mourning for the world, saying in part that I have a sad soul and a cheerful disposition.” WorldSoulThreeFatherBlackMemoriesPracticePiecesMastersMusicianJazzMy FavoriteMourningPreacherDispositionCheerfulReflectingJazz MusicMoscowJazz MusicianChekhovThree SistersSad Soul Author:Cornel West
“I think back to when I was growing up in Fort Worth, Texas, in the 1950s, during the [John] McCarthy era, with two parents who founded a Unitarian Church. We lived in a little frame house, and my bedroom was just down the hall from the kitchen. My favorite memories of childhood are of the smell of coffee wafting into my bedroom as my parents and their friends talked about the big, important things - about racism and about how to move our country to live its values.” ThinkingLittlesTwoImportantCountryBigsMovingValuesHouseParentChurchMemoriesGrowing UpGrowingChildhoodRacismImportant ThingsMy FavoriteSmellCoffeeOur CountryErasKitchenHallsTexasBedroomChildhood MemoriesFortsUnitarianFavorite MemoriesUnitarian ChurchFort Worth Author:Frances Moore Lappé