Cherish Memories Quotes Novels & Stories

He held onto Charmine’s hand to reassure her, “Don’t trouble yourself too much about this. There will be a way.” “Don’t worry.” Charmine looked at him. “I won’t overthink things. It’s you who shouldn’t over-analyze things. Even if you remain this way for the rest of your life, I’ll stay by your side. If you lose your memories, I’ll be your memories. I’ll help you remember all the good things. Even if you forget to have three meals per day, I’ll feed you with my hands!” Her clear voice showed just how spirited and loving she was.

Life is shorter, just live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, throw it away. Fear is terrible, face it. Memories are sweet, treasure them... to be honest Jane really cherished every moment of it, especially when she realized his death news in the past was made the worst feeling Jane had ever felt, maybe at that time she was alive but her soul was like nothing, right We never realized the value something in our lives until it becomes a memory…

I look older than my age . I couldn't stop to feel bad for me . I want to smile and keep hoping for his recovery but everytimes I tried to be positive , our memories made me feel frustrated . Wish I could relive those moments with him . The moment of joy , pain , sorrow felt beautiful and peaceful when we were together . I shook my head . I need to be stronge . Memories makes you weak .

She had to squint to read what was written on the front page. "In the realm of time travel, the past is but a treasure chest of lessons, the future an untamed wilderness of possibilities, and the present the delicate thread that weaves them together. Travel wisely, for in the tapestry of time, our choices shape not only our destiny but the very fabric of existence." The quotes gave Thalia chills. She flipped to the second page where something was also written. "Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world."

It was all I had left of her now, these memories that were both a comfort and a torment. "She said she loved me," I whispered to myself, clutching at the memory like a lifeline. "She said she loved me." But even those words, as precious as they were, couldn't fill the void she had left behind. The pain was too great, the loss too profound. I felt like a part of me had died with her, leaving me hollow and broken. I closed my eyes and let the memories wash over me, the sound of her laughter, the warmth of her smile, and the way she had made me feel complete. It was a comfort. She was my comfort and will always be.

C H A P T E R 1 2 : F R A G I L E T H I N G C A L L E D M E M O R Y Memory nourishes the heart, and grief abates. Marcel Proust ~ As I am driving home, I remember that I have not called my mom today, so I fish out my phone and dial her number. Strange enough, she does not pick it up. I give it one more try yet still no answers. I toss my phone to the seat next to me as I focus my eyes on the road.

I replied and kissed her lips once again. Sometimes memories it just a memory, it doesn’t mean anything for those who don’t even care about it. But those memories were really meant to me, it still safe inside my brain and heart. Maia is my time machine, I wish I could back to our old days and run our day back together. On the other hand, I wish I could back and not meet her. I have two choices if only I had a time machine to get back.

I answered and smiled "I lost you... I lost the old you..because of me the old you leave me.. you can't remember everything because of me" he continued talking "I lost my memories Off but that doesn't mean that I lost my heart too right? I can't remember everything right here," I said a pointed my head " but this" then I pointed my heart " this remembers everything, the joy, care and the love that you showed me, it all stayed safe right here" " thank you m," he said and hugged me

Now I'm in a place where I will be reminded of who I was every single day. ~~~ don't forget to add to your library! ✿

But I knew she was right. You couldn't erase years of hurt with one afternoon. You couldn't rebuild trust by pretending nothing had happened. The past was beautiful. But it was still the past. We turned toward home. Halfway there, I glanced at Amelia. "What are you thinking?" She smiled sadly. "I used to believe memories could save people." "And now?" She looked ahead, her voice soft enough that I almost missed it. "Sometimes memories remind us..." A pause. "...of what we've already lost."