She ordered a martini and encouraged me to, but said she couldn't drink it with her medication. She just liked seeing it in front of her, like the old days, all set to do its little magic.
Richard FordTags: life nostalgia memories siblings cancer
Tessa had lain down beside him and slid her arm beneath his head, and put her head on his chest,listening to the ever-weakening beat of his heart. And in the shadows they'd whispered, reminding each other of the stories only they knew. Of the girl who had hit over the head with a water jug the boy who had come to rescue her, and how he had fallen in love with her in that instant. Of a ballroom and a balcony and the moon sailing like a ship untethered through the sky. Of the flutter of the wings of the clockwork Angel. Of holy water and blood.
Cassandra ClareTags: death memories will-herondale tessa-gray clockwork-princess
How do you know when it's over?"
"Maybe when you feel more in love with your memories than with the person standing in front of you.
Tags: love memories move-on i-love-you when over maybe falling-out-of-love i-need-you when-it-s-over
She quickly realized she had an affinity for the older books and their muted scents of past dinners and foreign countries, the tea and chocolate stains coloring the phrases. You could never be certain what you would find in a book that has spent time with someone else. As she has rifled through the pages looking for defects, she had discovered an entrance ticket to Giverny, a receipt for thirteen bottles of champagne, a to-do list that included, along with groceries and dry cleaning, the simple reminder, 'buy a gun.' Bits of life tucked like stowaways in between the chapters. Sometimes she couldn't decide which story she was most drawn to.
Erica BauermeisterTags: books memories descriptions
The sudden loss of her father was like living with a wound that would never heal, yet her memories of him were fading more and more every day.
Frank BeddorTags: loss death memories coping father daughter
I know you’re just a rag doll now, sewn together with memories that we might have had. I know you’re just the dream inside of a dream And don’t worry, I know I don’t know you, anymore.
pleasefindthisTags: love relationships memories endings forgetting forgetting-the-past break-ups
Memories dancing through ageless ripples of time, waiting to be shared.
Al CashTags: time memory memories share
The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak
that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify(by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.
Taip būna miškuose, jie visada atrodo pažįstami, kadai prarasti, išblukę lyg seniai mirusio giminaičio veidas, tartum sena svajonė, tarsi nuotrupa pamirštos dainos, plaukiančios virš vandens, o labiau už viską - tarsi auksinės praėjusios vaikystės amžinybės ar preėjusios brandos, ir visa, kas gyva, visa, kas mirę, visa širdgėla, ištikusi prieš milijoną metų, ir debesys, plaukiantys tau virš galvos, liudija savo vienišu artimumu šį jausmą.
Tags: dreams memories reflections woods feelings-of-overwhelm
بعض الذكريات أشد من ضرب السياط
-فاطمة زكى_
Tags: memories
Moments fly, memories remain; and then memories fly, only memoirs remain and finally memoirs disappear, nothing remains!
Mehmet Murat ildanTags: memories
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