“I would tell you more of Him, but how shall I? When love becomes vast love becomes wordless. And when memory is overladen it seeks the silent deep.” MemoriesLove IsSilent Book:Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces Source: Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces
“Drop the last year into the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.” YearsLastsPastMemoriesSilentHolidayThank GodImperfectNew YearLast YearLet It GoRecollectionNew Years EvePersianHappy New YearBest YearNew Year's ResolutionsNew Years ResolutionNew Year New BeginningLimboNew Year New StartHappy New Year EveNew Years Eve InspirationalHappy New Year InspirationalFunny Happy New YearNew Year WishesHappy New Year LoveNew Year New MeOld YearInspirational New YearNew Years Eve LoveHappy New Year WishesNew Years ToastFunny New YearsFunny New Years EveFunny New Years ResolutionNew Year FriendshipSpiritual New YearNew Year LifeYears Past Author:Brooks Atkinson
“Truth is one of the realities covered in the eclectic religion of our fathers by the idea of God. Awe very properly hangs about it, since it is the immovable standard and silent witness of all our memories and assertions; and the past and the future, which in our anxious life are so differently interesting and so differently dark, are one seamless garment for the truth, shining like the sun.” IdeasRealityTruthPastFatherMemoriesDarkInterestingSunTruth IsStandardsShiningSilentWitnessAweCoveredAnxiousOur FatherGarmentsOur MemoriesAssertionEclecticSeamless Book:Scepticism and Animal Faith Source: Scepticism and Animal Faith
“My father could be very distancing. My clearest memory is of him squatting, watering plants for hours and hours at a time, completely silent. He was very self-contained; my mother was more outgoing and chatty and social. I'm certainly more like her.” SelfMotherFatherSocialHoursMemoriesPlantSilentLike HerOutgoingSelf Contained Author:John Malkovich
“Time goes on, and your life is still there, and you have to live it. After a while you remember the good things more often than the bad. Then, gradually, the empty silent parts of you fill up with sounds of talking and laughter again, and the jagged edges of sadness are softened by memories.” StillsRememberLife IsSoundMemoriesTalkingSadnessGoes OnLaughterEmptyGood ThingsSilentEdgesTime Goes OnJagged Edge Book:Looking Back: A Book of Memories Source: Looking Back: A Book of Memories