Hello, friend. Hello, friend. That’s lame. Maybe I should give you a name. But that’s a slippery slope. You’re only in my head. We have to remember that.
I like to remember what my father taught me. That at one point or another, we were all new to this world.
We all know people who live too much in the past. Too much history, too much remembering, can ultimately destroy the present and the future.
Let me die a hero! That’s the man I want you to remember.
Without remembering, you’re seized by something imagined.
What’s on the paper, that tells a story that we want to tell. But what’s not on the paper, that’s what people remember.
Sometimes the past is worth remembering.
Remember us better than we are.
Until a day is over, there’s always a chance you’ll remember it for something else.
People remember allegations, not rebuttals.
My life’s been a circle of violence and degradation long as I can remember. I’m ready to tie it off.
It feels like you’re waiting for me to remember something that is never going to come.
