Beautiful Memories Quotes Novels & Stories

sabi nito. Pinag-ikot niya ang kaniyang mga mata. “Oo nga naman. Pero minsan, hindi basehan ang haba ng panahon para masabing magaganda at solid lahat ng memories na nabubuo natin. May maiiksing moment pero makabuluhan ang memories. Depende. Nasa tao naman ‘yan kung paano tanawin ang memories. Kasi, kahit gaano ‘yan kadami, iilan lang ang tatatak talaga sa atin, iyong mas beneficial. Admit it,” buwelta niya. Natahimik na ang panig ni Janica.

Hindi niya alam kung bakit pero biglang may nakita siyang binata sa isip niya. "Your situation right now really reminds me of her," Lord Versailles continues. " Alzeihmer's was taking her away from me and yet what she told me changed my perspective. She told me that forgetting things was therapeutic for her in all the positive ways possible. She said that after everything, the most important thing is that by the end of the day, she knows that I'll be the one remembering. I'll be the one treasuring our memories together. She was assured that our love will not be forgotten."

At may mga pag-ibig na kahit ilang beses mamatay—bumabalik pa rin. “Because the heart always remembers… even when the world forgets.”

I felt bad kapag naaalala ko na kahit sa panaginip ko ay sinaktan ako ni Raize. Kahit simpleng pagtatama lang ng tingin namin ay hindi ako makatagal dala na rin ng naranasan ko sa panaginip ko. Panaginip na akala ko totoo, na bumalik na siya at iniligtas niya ako. Maybe that is the only sign saying that I must forget him. Na hindi na niya ako babalikan at wala na ako'ng puwang pa sa buhay niya.

Tita Lily please. “Its my pleasure to accept your request my dear niece.” A round of applause please for my beloved aunt Lily.....nagsipalakpakan ang mga manunuod. “Bring me back!” I've always been afraid My best years have passed They say the good old days Well, they never last. I've been running into you in my head In-between, what could've been, yeah-yeah-yeah Everybody seems to leave bittersweet memories Time does seem to fly Then it's hard to find, yeah

Napagtanto ko na ang pag-iisip sa kung ano ang maaaring mangyari ay makakabawas lamang sa kagandahan ng kung ano ang mayroon ako. One evening, as the sun painted the sky with hues of orange and gold, I turned to Sheena, my heart overflowing with gratitude. "Thank you for never giving up on us, Sheena," I whispered, my voice filled with genuine affection. "You've shown me a love that I never thought possible, and I am forever grateful for the journey we've taken together."

"They are painted in each page of the book to mark the chapters when life gives them something worth remembering." The Japanese proverb I've read before was right. There is happiness in holding flowers in both hands. Hindi lang dalawang bulaklak ang hawak ko ngayon, dahil higit pa ito sa kayang hawakan ng parehong mga kamay ko. "I wasn't there during the important chapters of your life, Isla. I met you too late to witness them, but I want to be part of your memories of each one of them." Sambit niya.

hikbi niya. I shook my head once more and smiled at her. "Sa tingin ko masaya siya dahil ni minsan, kahit wala na siya sa piling mo, hindi mo pa rin inalis ang puwang niya sa puso mo. Bibitawan mo siya hindi dahil gusto mong kalimutan na naging parte siya ng nakaraan mo, kailangan mo lang alisin sa puso mo ang pasarin na lumamon sa 'yo nang matagal na panahon. Kahit kailan... hindi mawawala sa puso mo ang masasayang memories na pinagsaluhan niyo, at walang makapag-aalis nito sa 'yo. And I think Melisa will be pleased if she sees your cheerful smile again." I gently pressed my fingers against her cheek.

Hindi kasi niya maiwasang isipin na kaya dinidistansiya nito ang sarili sa kanya ay dahil sa nawawala na ang pagmamahal nito sa kanya, na pinandidirian na siya nito ngunit parang imposible naman iyon dahil kapag tumitingin ito sa kanya ay nakikita niya kung gaano kalaki ang pag-ibig nito sa kanya. Hindi nga ba eyes are the window of the sould. Sa kaisipang may amnesia siya pero nagawa niyang maisip ang quote na iyon, parang gusto niyang matawa ng husto. Natigilan lang siya nang makita niyang titig na titig ito sa kanya na parang may gustong itanong. Well, parang gusto nga rin niyang itanong dito iyong tungkol sa boses ng batang babae na narinig niyang tumawag sa kanya ng Mommy.

I was silently gazing out the window, reminiscing about the moments in the past that we spent between me and Logan. I glanced up at the gray skies, the clouds heavy with the promise of rain. The memories flooded in like a tide I couldn't stop. How his presence could light up even in my darkest days, it all felt so vivid as if it had just happened yesterday. Yet, those memories, no matter how beautiful, were now nothing more than fragments of a time I could never return to.