Cherish Memories Quotes Novels & Stories

One more bruised and flawed, one with a corrupted mindset. “I can’t look at him the same way as before. I don’t know him now.” “Hey, look at me.” He cupped her cheeks and made her look at him. “It’s fine if you want to forget him and his existence. But you shouldn’t forget that you were once happy with him. I’m not jealous because you haven’t met me then. Happy memories are unforgettable memories, but sadly, they can only stay as memories and can never happen again. Treasure those. Let them stay in your heart as fertilizers to keep your heart blooming with positivity, schatzi.”

"Alena has school tomorrow and I have to open the shop so we have to get going. I'll check in on you in the morning" Just as I was about to leave, Ciara blurts out. "I'm sorry" "For what?" "For ending up as another painful memory in your life" "Painful memory?" I questioned in disbelief. "Someone who brought you out from a dark place and made you smile for the first time in three years can never be a painful memory" "I don't know if that it is what I was to you but as for me.." I continued. "I'll cherish the memories we shared together"

"Ava, I love you. And whether or not your memories return, that love will endure. We can start anew, build new memories together." His words struck a chord deep within me, a flicker of hope amidst the darkness of my amnesia. I realized that love wasn't solely about the past—it was about the present and the future we could create together. I may not remember the moments we shared, but I could feel the warmth in his touch, the sincerity in his voice, and the unwavering support he offered.

DAMSON •Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened. •We are reminded how short life really is, and how we are just passing through. •What we have once enjoyed deeply we can never lose. The seconds were turning into minutes, the minutes into hours and the hours into days. He groaned as he lifted himself from the chair he had previously been sitting on to make himself a cup of tea. He has been trying to come up with some quotes for his tribute but they all sounded shallow to him. He was running out of time and he still couldn't come up with anything. His eyebags were enough indication that he was not getting enough sleep and it was showing in his level of productivity.

They weren’t that close to me that I would talk about my soulmate with them. "It may be lonely, but I like it here. Because this place is filled with grandma's memories." I said, a smile formed in my lips at the memory of my sweet grandmother. She was the strongest, kindest and best human being of this entire world. "We shouldn’t live holding onto the memories of a person who is dead. The dead person will not come back, but the memories give us pain." My father uttered. "But if these memories are happy memories, if the person of this memory is a loved one, it sometimes makes up happy too, makes us stronger." I commented, thinking about my grandma.

You gave my life a sense of hope, a sense of adventure and a sense of need. I don't doubt you will remember the day and the events leading up to the day that changed your lives forever. And I'm sure finding these letters lying bare for you to read will be somewhat triggering. But these are my last words, my love, the last thoughts that I'll be processing before my time comes, and they will be our last memories together, so hold them dear... Could you do that? Cherish them, just as you've cherished me. And remember, Seb, in sickness and in health, those are the words we hushed to one another during our wedding ceremony.

she said as she heard him walk in. “My office is not a park, Daria” Nicholas replied, walking towards his table. “You knew me, you kept tabs on me, this picture is from five years ago in my final year as a college student” she continued taking another pause to face him. “I told you, I wanted revenge and that picture reminded me of my goals not letting me forget for a single moment” he replied as spiteful. “You, blame me for something I had no control over, did you think I wouldn’t have returned if I hadn’t lost my memory in that crash” she said her emotion beginning to boil out.

His companion nodded in agreement, adding, “Perhaps peace isn’t the absence of pain, but the courage to keep loving despite it.” The conversation drew the attention of an elder, who approached with a kindly smile. “My dear ones,” he said softly, “every day is a chance to mend what was broken. Our scars remind us of what we’ve overcome, and our laughter is the anthem of our resilience. Cherish these moments, for they are the building blocks of our future.”

Her brows furrowed together in surprise. There are good memories that we wanted to preserve and cherished. Those memories are the happy times and significant events in our life where we feel loved and important. There are also bad memories that we wished we never had and no matter how hard we try we just couldn't forget, but sometimes painful memories reminded us of our past mistakes and teach us a valuable lessons. It took me a while before I responded to Emann. I feel a little hesitant to tell my story, but I know that it was necessary, so I take a deep breath and release an audible sigh before I begin...

I really miss him calling me sunshine. Why do I still remember you, Levi? When you already forget me. I erased your memory but forgot to erase mine. I did not erase my memory intentionally. It's just I don't want to forget you. I don't want to forget the joy of love. I want to remember you. Remember what you look like. No matter if it's been a thousand or ten thousand years. Whether you still remember me or not. I'll remember you always. You are my beautiful mistake. That I never want it to fade from my mind and heart. I want to keep you safe in my heart's secret locker. So that I can cherish you all my life. I can't be with you. But I can keep you, your beautiful smile, and all the beautifu