She reminded me so infernally of Aunt Agatha.

And she reminded me that my favorite color was blue.

She reminded me that I was now the same age she had been when we boarded the boat.

But if she was dark and I'm fair... Why you reminded me of her?

Everything reminded me of Jennie.

Well, then, you've reminded me.

You just reminded me of someone.

That image reminded me of something.

That's what reminded me of it.

It's because my mother was denied an education, and she constantly reminded me and my siblings that she never wanted us to live the life she was living.

The story reminded me of my father.

That music always reminded me of you.

He reminded me of my own situation.

It reminded me of my own marriage.

He reminded me not to forget my passport.

That very tune reminded me of my adolescence.

My daughter's talent show. Consider me reminded, lovely.

Those kids reminded me of mine back home.

The sky reminded me of a Klee painting.

That reminded Mary of the first time she had seen him.

But my mother got married soon afterwards... and somehow I always felt she didn't like me because I reminded her of Father.

And it reminded me of a day in 1971.

Know what our little athletic display reminded me of?

Give some to the boy, Glad you reminded me.

You reminded me of my mother, made my heart sore.

And that actually reminded me of jazz great, Charlie Parker.

But you made a gesture that reminded me of something.

I slept with him because he reminded me of Michel.

It reminded me of that scene in The Wizard of Oz.

Reminded me of a slaughterhouse I once worked at in Chicago.

Reminded me of an old girlfriend of mine named Peggy... Beeman.

I was reminded of that recently, by a woman who walked past the table I was sitting at, just staring at me as she walked past.

This speech reminded me of Sadat (God rest his soul in peace)

Of course all this business reminded me of many other similar situations.

I want to thank Alex because I feel like he reminded me.

Well, the regular army reminded me of my job in civilian life.

She told me she can't tell me.

She knew me and she trusted me.

She refused me. She turned me down.

And it reminded me of something that I had just been present for.

They reminded me that we just need our algorithm to work in practice.

And it reminded me why I play defensively in things like my house.

And the woman, her face abashedly buried in her Elle now, reminded me

I saw a play, had a character in it, reminded me of Jonathan.

Alec reminded me that stephen wasn't coming back till late, but I refused.