All of my walls are covered with framed pictures of my friends.

I didn’t even know I needed throw pillows. That was always Brad’s thing.

That’s the thing about pictures: they seduce you.

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

People hear about stuff from their friends or a magazine or a newspaper.

San Francisco is gone. Nothing remains of it but memories.

My family is very good about visiting me, and other friends as well.

I still close my eyes and go home – I can always draw from that.

It’s still scary every time I go back to the past. Each morning, my heart catches. When I get there, I remember how the light was, where the draft was coming from, what odors were in the air. When I write, I get all the weeping out.

Pictures must not be too picturesque.

Let it be our delight to find our society in the circle of which Jesus is the center, and let us make those our friends who are the friends of Jesus.

The nice thing is that when people come up to me, it’s the football they remember, not all the other rubbish.

I have a living will and I have friends, and I have money and I have hope.

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it’s like they didn’t fade away at all.

A good laugh is sunshine in the house.

You know, my family and friends have never been yes-men: ‚Yes, you’re doing the right thing, you’re always right.‘ No, they tell me when I’m wrong, and that’s why I’ve been able to stay who I am and stay humble.

The kindness that’s been shown to me, by doctors as well as my family and my friends, it’s really saved my life.

The boys know they’re from Southeast Asia, and they have their food and their music and their friends, and they have a pride particular to them.

Books like friends, should be few and well-chosen.

I never enjoyed school and I was never that good at school so leaving wasn’t the biggest thing, but the social aspect of school, leaving your friends, you lose contact with them a bit and now I have more friends at the race track than the friends I keep in touch with at school.

When I write about a 15-year old, I jump, I return to the days when I was that age. It’s like a time machine. I can remember everything. I can feel the wind. I can smell the air. Very actually. Very vividly.

My childhood was endless – from eight to 18 felt like hundreds of years.

To me the ego is the habitual and compulsive thought processes that go through everybody’s mind continuously. External things like possessions or memories or failures or successes or achievements. Your personal history.

That great Cathedral space which was childhood.

Friends and acquaintances are the surest passport to fortune.

I can imagine in years to come that my papers and memorabilia, my journals and letters, will find themselves always in the company of people who care about many of the things I do.

Like all great travellers, I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen.

I have a dining room done in different shades of white, with white cushions embroidered in yellow silk: the effect is absolutely delightful and the room beautiful.

When I do have free time, I spend it with friends, or I spend it at home writing or making something.

I can’t remember what made my dad take us karting for the first time, I can’t remember really. I was into motorsport by then and I knew everything, and every driver, it was around 2009, 2008. That’s when I first properly knew about Formula One. Those were the days.

I’m good friends with Jay Leno, good friends with Ed O’Neill, Melanie Fiona and Russell Simmons.

A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness, but after that he begins to bunch them.

Digital technology is the same revolution as adding sound to pictures and the same revolution as adding color to pictures. Nothing more and nothing less.

I left Mainz after 18 years and thought, ‚Next time, I will work with a little less of my heart.‘ I said that because we all cried for a week. The city gave us a goodbye party, and it lasted a week.

I hated school. Even to this day, when I see a school bus it’s just depressing to me. The poor little kids.

Memories are the key not to the past, but to the future.

I remember the first time I had sex – I kept the receipt.

Music was an experience, intimately married to your life. You could pay to hear music, but after you did, it was over, gone – a memory.

What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined – to strengthen each other – to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

Basketball is my passion, I love it. But my family and friends mean everything to me. That’s what’s important. I need my phone so I can keep in contact with them at all times.

Smell is a potent wizard that transports you across thousands of miles and all the years you have lived.

I was always making my friends laugh, but I never wanted the attention of the whole classroom.

For it is mutual trust, even more than mutual interest that holds human associations together. Our friends seldom profit us but they make us feel safe. Marriage is a scheme to accomplish exactly that same end.

My relationship with the mountains actually started when I was 16. Every year, a group used to be taken from Auckland Grammar down to the Tangariro National Park for a skiing holiday.

I never saw any of my dad’s stories. My mother said he had piles and piles of manuscripts.

My mum passing away wasn’t funny, but that funeral and what I went through, the things that happened, looking back at it, there were funny moments. You have to be strong enough to look back at it, to sit and assess the situation.

My friends tease me about the fact that if someone seems bad or shady or like they have a secret, I find them incredibly interesting.

Before I started school striking I had no energy, no friends and I didn’t speak to anyone. I just sat alone at home, with an eating disorder. All of that is gone now, since I have found a meaning, in a world that sometimes seems shallow and meaningless to so many people.

Piety requires us to honor truth above our friends.

I was very blessed to have family and friends, but particularly family, who told me I was not only all right, I was just right, so I believe that my brain is a good one, and it’s lasting me very well.

I like the app where you can make your own memes. I make memes all the time and send them to my friends.

Akron, Ohio, is my home. It will always be remembered. Akron, Ohio, is my life.

I think the brain is essentially a computer and consciousness is like a computer program. It will cease to run when the computer is turned off. Theoretically, it could be re-created on a neural network, but that would be very difficult, as it would require all one’s memories.

Most of the stuff I do on the show comes out of me just trying to make my friends laugh.

My life is mine to remember.

When I was 8 years old, it mattered what my favorite singer said and wore and expressed opinions about.

Whatever the reasons may be, I was very much affected by events of the 1930s – the Spanish Civil War, for example, though I was barely literate.

It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.

Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.

Humility must always be the portion of any man who receives acclaim earned in the blood of his followers and the sacrifices of his friends.