I couldn't believe I let him see me like this, unable to fend for myself. I fumed in disgust at my vulnerability. I didn't want Evan to think I needed protecting. I pulled back my torment and let the numb blanket envelop me, pushing away the stirred memories, the noise of the crowd, and the trembling that still lay beneath the surface. I stared at the flames licking at the darkness and everything was lost as I sank deeper into nothingness.
Rebecca DonovanTag: lost darkness weak memories vulnerability emma numb surface flames disgust vulnerable reason-to-breathe protecting rebecca-donovan
All great roads are paved with uncomfortable memories.
Amy NeftzgerTag: inspirational greatness memory memories roads
There comes a moment in life when one must acknowledge that you just can't keep looking back into your past for reasons to keep someone in your present and future. Regardless of how much looking that cruel reality in the eye hurts...memories can't be enough.
Eiry NievesTag: truth past love relationships memories present-moment hurt-feelings
When my husband died, people kept telling me not to cry. People kept trying to help me to forget. But I didn't want to forget... So I realize, that if it's hard for me, how much harder it must be for you.
Katherine PatersonTag: memories inspirational-life remembering death-of-a-loved-one
He smiled his shy smile at her as he went into the yard. Anne took the memory of it with her when she went to her room that night and sat for a long while at her open window, thinking of the past and dreaming of the future. Outside the Snow Queen was mistily white in the moonshine; the frogs were singing in the marsh beyond Orchard Slope. Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.
L.M. MontgomeryTag: beauty loss memories tranquility touching dreamy
Humans are animals and like all animals we leave tracks as we walk: signs of passage made in snow, sand, mud, grass, dew, earth or moss.... We easily forget that we are track-markers, through, because most of our journeys now occur on asphalt and concrete--and these are substances not easily impressed.
Robert MacfarlaneTag: life inspirational memories impressions
The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man
Tan Twan EngI am sick of old ghosts and I just want to feel safe again without the haunts of old vulnerabilities.
Donna Lynn HopeTag: nostalgia memories regret
I was learning that when you're with someone who is dying, you may need to celebrate the past, live the present, and mourn the future all at the same time.
Will SchwalbeTag: time death memories dying
Memories are reality's ghosts
B.J. NeblettTag: reality philosophy memories ghosts bj-neblett
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