Quotes About Cherishing Memories Novels & Stories

“Why are you being so nice to me?” Austin gave me a small smile, the kind that reached his eyes but carried a weight I couldn’t quite decipher. “Maybe because I cherish you so much, and I don’t know where to draw the line.” A lump formed in my throat at his words. “Why do you cherish me?” He exhaled, his gaze growing distant, as if he were looking at something only he could see. “Because the memory of our childhood is one of the best memories I have.”

“Thank you for this wonderful day. I would also like to thank my family for supporting me all through out my journey. Mom, dad, thank you" Some memories would be good to erase and replace with good memories but some are fine to get hurt as long as the memory they cherishes remain. “ I already gain the justice that you need…” “Madame Carmela, I am so sorry to interrupt you but I would like to remind that the next meeting will be held in 10 minutes” “Is that so? Alright just give me a minute" When we love… we can’t help but feel it. It may be form of Love as family…

My kindergarten friends left when they realised I wasn’t like them, my grandpa died, and now Jasper left and it’s only a matter of time before she does too. “Nothing good lasts forever, Sophia. All we can do is enjoy it while it lasts and cherish the memories we make.” She was right, if all I had of him were memories, I’d hold them close. He said he wouldn’t forget me and I hoped that was true wherever he was.

"Thank you for the support, baby. Flowers for you, freshly picked from the garden. You are highly appreciated, my queen and just wanted you to know that you are the real trophy to me." That was his words, as far as I could clearly remember it. And it was cringe!

"Lost love is still loved. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it." ― Mitch Albom *** ~Clara

I guess that's what happened to us. Nothing lasts forever and I am happy that I got to share some wonderful memories with you, but that's what we had will ever be a memory. You will find someone someday who you will love more than you ever loved me or you may even have already found her. Please promise me that you will never throw her away like you did to me, that you will cherish her. Don't make the same mistakes Jonathan.

I answered his question with a big smile. Gabriel looked dissatisfied, his handsome face instantly turning gloomy. “Why do you like remembering the past so much?” I stroked his tan cheek and kissed his jaw. “The past is something that I can never repeat. All I can do is remember it.” “Are those memories so precious to you?” Gabriel took my hand and pulled me towards the living room. I sat beside him and leaned back against the pillows behind me. “I only remember the pleasant moments, Gabriel. Let the terrible memories be a part of the past that I never want to revisit. By always remembering the good things, I can cherish every precious little moment.”

What will- "We'll get to her! You will!" "You know I'm suddenly remembering," I laughed, dark. "I'm suddenly remembering your words from that evening." "You said time steals...it steals things from people, moments. So it's better... it's better to enjoy and cherish every bit of time you have with the person you care about. I'm remembering that now. I'm getting punished." "You're not."

Iris hugged her. "I'd have asked you to fight for Jordan but love isn't worth fighting for if it is only one sided" "You're right," Willow nodded. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end. And the souvenirs are the memories. Memories that can never replace the moments no matter how vivid they are. But what good are these moments when they don't hold a good memory? Is there any good 'goodbye' really? At this point, it's just bye. Bye to all the memories that died before they were lived.

I look out of the window, seeing the trees pass by me, so quickly. " Let the time, brush past us, still we will stand in the wave of memories, living a thousand years together in seconds," I say the quotes, I once wrote in my diary. " You and Xander. Your love's special. It makes me desire something like that too." Says Jacob, with his eyes fixed on the road. His lips curved to form a small smile.