Quotes On Remembering Novels & Stories

Focus. “Honey, lagi kang mag-iingat,” biglang sabi ni Dad, out of nowhere. Para bang may na-trigger sa isip niya na bigla niya na lang ibinato sa ere ang reminder. “’Wag kang basta-basta magtitiwala sa mga nakikilala mo. Mahirap na, at baka inggit lang pala sa’yo at gusto kang siraan.”

Sa nakalipas na taon, marami akong natutuklasan sa mga past ng mga kaibigan ko. Mahirap pag nakakalimutan ang dapat tandaan, pero mas mahirap pag lagi mong natatandaan ang dapat kalimutan. "Walang karapatan ang ibang taong humusga sa pagkakamali mo, tandaan mo, kwento lang ang alam nila at hindi ang nararamdaman mo," sabi ng asawa ko sa mga kaibigan ko nakarinig kami ng tumutugtog napapikit kaming lahat sa ganda ng naririnig namin katabi ko sila.

Tila ba may bigla itong naalala na nakakatakot na bangungot na pinipilit niyang tanggalin sa kanyang sistema noon pa man. "J-Jamilah . . ." Sometimes, words cut deeper than it should. Memories will haunt you forever whether you bury it deeper to your messy mind—it'll not fade away. At sa isang salita lang, maaari itong bumalik nang ilang segundo lang upang panghinaan ka ulit ng loob at wasakin nang paulit-ulit.

"Promise me that you'll remember me." "Bakit nga? Alalahanin ka? Gago ka ba? May super powers ka ba tapos buburahin mo ang memory ko about sa'yo pero gusto mong maalala pa rin kita? Ha? Ang gulo." Yung naiisip ko tuloy ay yung nabasa ko noon na fantasy book. "Just promise me you'll remember me." Seryosong seryoso pa rin s'ya kaya napipilitan akong tumango. "O-Okay. Promise."

"Malamang? Hindi kasi talaga ako naniniwala sa past is past. Hindi ba at mayroon din ngang quote na don't do unto others what you don't want others to do unto you?" "Oh, loko. Nilapagan daw ba naman ako ng quote? Iba na talaga ang atake mo ngayon, 'no?" "Oo, mamaya ikaw na ang aatakihin ko, anteh. Itulak mo pa ako nang itulak sa buhangin, sige. Okay lang talaga sa akin."

“Oo nga pala… bakit hindi ko nakita ang akin dyan? Naging kliyente mo rin naman ako, ‘di ba?” “Hmm? Oh, I kept it in my own drawer,” sagot niya. Napataas ang mga kilay ko. “Bakit?” Nagkibit-balikat lamang siya. “Remembrance.” “Remembrance for what? Para maalala mong naging kriminal for once ang asawa mo?” Umiling siya saka ngumisi. “It’s a reminder to me of how we first met. Of how far we’ve come together. Fascinating, right?”

I can see it through the glimpse of moonlight. Pinatalikod niya ako at sinuot ang kwintas na binili niya kanina. The pendant of this necklace is a moon. “Just like what I have said before, you reminds me of the moon. Among all the stars who kept on shining in the night sky, you're the only one who I will always look up to. Whenever you're not around, I will always find you. I will always leave a trace to remember my way back to you.”

At sa mahinang hangin, isang boses ang bumulong: “If love can resurrect, so can I.” To love something that was built to forget — is to teach it how to remember.

Sakto namang may kapo post lang si Martin. It was a blurred photo pero nahulaan niyang silang dalawa iyon sa Marriage Booth. May nakalagay pang qoute na “In a world full of temporary things, you are a perpetual feeling.” ― Sanober Khan. "I wish I could forget what the heart remembers." - Martin. **************

I admitted quietly. His eyes lifted slightly, attentive but not intrusive. I hesitated. Then continued anyway. “It’s not like pain. It’s… absence. Like something important used to be there, but I can’t remember what it is anymore.” Lucas didn’t interrupt. So I kept going. “I keep thinking maybe I should remember more clearly. Maybe if I tried harder, I could hold onto something about them. But every time I try, it slips away.” My fingers tightened slightly around the edge of the folder.