Quotes About Cherishing Memories Mga Nobela at Kwento

They told tales of how he had walked among them— how he had built hearths with his hands, laughed like thunder softened by rain, and taught them that even gods can love and grow old. Mira stood beside Nara and asked quietly, “Will we forget him, someday?” Nara smiled through her tears. “Yes,” she said softly. “But that’s how remembering works. We forget the person, and keep what they gave us.” Mira frowned. “And what did he give us?” “Fire that doesn’t burn,” Nara said. “Love that doesn’t fade.”

“Fuck, I don’t even remember our wedding. It’s all blank. What should I do now? Save my memories in a chip or what?” “We can get married again. I get to make memories with you once again is truly a beautiful thing.” “It’s not as beautiful as you say,” Aries said. “Let’s not ponder on the things that are out of our hands. All I am certain of is that Chase and I adore you immensely and are prepared to forge new memories each time you fail to recollect us.” She rested her chin on her shoulder, and he laughed. “Don’t laugh! Stubbornness is often seen as a flaw, but Chase and I wear it like a badge of honor. Although you may become weary of unintentionally forgetting about us, we will never grow

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.

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…

The guardian turned to look at him, bones cracking. “A cherished memory given freely—or none shall pass.” The desert instantly became more quiet. Relinquishing a memory meant I was never going to get it back. I felt Nathan stiffen close to me. My chest tightened painfully. I had so many memories I could let go of, and I wouldn’t feel a thing. But my cherished memories were with my family… and Nicholai. The first time I saw him smile. The first time he kissed me. The first time he made love to me. I didn’t want to lose that.

No, no" mom Shaked her head. " Most of my memories are right here, I can't leave here" " Those memories included Dad right? jul's asked The silence in the table stretched. "Some memories can't be forgotten, no matter how we try" she stared at me. " We can move them behind us completely" Jul's replied. " There are some not worth putting behind" she replied. " He's no more " Juls replied and the silence stretched again. He was not dead yet, he had a terminal disease, it hurts to think that those lost years, those lost moments could never come back.

Vincent chopped up the onions and said, "The truth is, I can't remember her face anymore. It was hundreds of years ago." He wiped off the tears from his face. I wasn't sure if it was because of the onions. "I'm sorry..." I sighed silently. Vincent smiled at me and said, "It's OK, Lisa. I'd thought I would never forget her face. But I guess eventually time wipes out everything. Be it love, hatred, or even the face of the most important person in your life. They're all gone eventually. I still remember the feeling of being in love with her, though. It's more cherishable than the memory of basking under the sun. Have you met your mate, young lady?"

She appeared shocked for her while and confused too. “That I’ll love to live my forever with you and Racheal. That I’ll love to cherish and love you for the rest of my life. That I missed you my whole life and not ready to let you go now. That you mean so much to me I wish I met you earlier. That you’re my whole world and how much I want to spend my days being in your arms” “Don’t say what you don’t mean Richard. Don’t! Please” “I know you’ll never be able to forget any of these things that have happened to you because of me and I so wish I know a way to erase all of them and replace it with good memories again”

he said then smiled. “Are you the God of Love or something?” I asked. “Maesea, you'll never know if you don't try. But for now, you should also open up more and get out of your box. Just always remember that people come and go. People who leave your world aren't worth much to be the cause of your tears. Let them leave and treasure the ones who never left.” “You might miss great happiness in your life if you don't try. Remember how “At least” is better than “What if's”. And it's better to lose someone who willingly left than lose someone precious because you're pushing them away even though you wanted to spend your life with them.”

"Time is precious so you should always spend it wisely. Spend your time on the people who are valuable to you." Caren stared down to the box on her hand before she looked back at me, smiling. "Thank you, Cresia. I'll treasure this, I promise."