and I'm thinking as our bodies meet that I'll remember this forever, and i just hope it's for all the right reasons.
Steven HerrickIsn't it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key. It's not an act of bitterness. It's an act if self-preservation. It's not always a bad idea to stay behind the window and look out at life instead, is it?
Ally CondieMots clés humor day pain love romance religion church memories novel breakup first allyson-braithwaite-condie box lockup
The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.
Lois LowryMots clés pain loneliness memories share
And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live. She loved the little yellow cottage more than she loved any place on earth. but she was through with it except in her memories.
Maud Hart LovelaceMots clés memories leaving betsy-tacy
Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.
Arthur GoldenMots clés memories
But Lunch Isn't That Bad, Really
Once I get used to
having to eat with two people
instead of one.
Two people who have known each other
for such a long time
that they practically speak in code.
Two people who are always saying,
"Remember the time when this happened?"
and "Remember the time when that happened?"
(Which, of course,
I never do,
because I wasn't there.)
Well, okay,
it is that bad.
It sucks, even.
Mots clés friends memories lonely lunch left-out
Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them.
Mitch AlbomMots clés life memories remember lose share tales
Sitting on the floor, I'd replay the past in my head. Funny, that's all I did, day after day after day for half a year, and I never tired of it. What I'd been through seemed so vast, with so many facets. Vast, but real, very real, which was why the experience persisted in towering before me, like a monument lit up at night. And the thing was, it was a monument to me.
Haruki MurakamiMots clés past memories real remembering surreal experiences
Remember me when I am dead
and simplify me when I'm dead.
Mots clés poetry loss death mourning poem grief memories remembering
In truth a family is what you make it. It is made strong, not by number of heads counted at the dinner table, but by the rituals you help family members create, by the memories you share, by the commitment of time, caring, and love you show to one another, and by the hopes for the future you have as individuals and as a unit.
Marge KennedyMots clés love family memories
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