Quotes On Remembering Novels & Stories

Charot, ako rin pala. 'Kausapin mo na siya anak, you're not getting any younger, and you need them. Ayokong kapag nawala na 'ko ay nag-iisa ka pa rin, atsaka... Naniniwala akong maiintindihan ka niya, o kung nakalimutan ka nga niya, make a way for him to remember you. His brain might not remember you, but I know that his heart will never forget about you...' Parang bigla kong narinig ang boses ni mommy sa tenga ko. Sh*t, ito na ba ang tamang panahon?

"Remembrance? What is that po?" "Remebrance, like a souvenir. You know, I will show it to you when you grow up. C'mon say it again. Tell the camera why don't you like the name CAIRO."He said, emphasizing the last word. Ngumuso ang anak ko sa kanya, akala ko hindi nito uulitin ang sinabi niya pero kinuha niya pa ang cellphone sa kamay ni Kuya William at tinapat sa kanyang mukha.

And a thought comes in my mind. I don't to forget them. I don't want to forget all the memories I had with the. The memories I shared with them. I-I want them to remain. In my heart. In my head. In my memories. Ayokong kalimutan lahat ng pinagsamahan namin. I don't want to forget the pain, the tears, the laugh, the victories, the fights, the cold wars...everything that I spend together with them. Bakit kailangan niyang gawin sa akin 'to? Hindi pa ba sapat na nasa kaniya na ako?

I looked around to see my bestest friend but I couldn't see her, "My bestest friend, Sam, sorry and thank you . . ." Maybe I can't see her, but I wish she could hear me. I smiled, "Why are those the memorable moments that I want to share with all of you? We all know that life is full of problems; full of positivity and negativity, full of ups and downs. When a problem comes, you will find something unexpected so look carefully into it, even though it was a problem you will see how good the impact of it is to us. Yung tipong alam mong nakaka-down or disappointing but you can see its good side. We all have good and bad sides, if you only look in the bad sides, nothing will happen to you but if

Yes, we forgave them but we will not forget how they hurt us. Ma'am, kung ako ang tatanungin mo. Mahirap silang dalawa. Mahirap patawarin ang isang taong grabe ang kasalanang ginawa sa atin, pero mas mahirap kalimutan 'yung ginawa nila sa atin. Habang pinapakinggan ko ang mga sagot ng kaklase ko ay napangiti na lamang ako at itinuon ang sarili ko sa paggawa ng quotes para sa finals namin.

Maybe there's nothing wrong if I lift my hopes again, right? "Anong tulong ba ang sinasabi mo?" "I will help you with her to remember you... And to win her this time," she smiled and gives me a look that it's not too late for me to fight for my love. Hindi ako agad nakasagot sa ino-offer niya, dahil natatakot ako. I want her to remember me and not to forget our good memories, but how? If she doesn't seem want to remember me, and as if she has never been with me for a long time.

He felt surreal and a bit happy. "Don't be defined by your past, your past is the tutor of your present and is always preparing you for new experience. Forget about disappointment or any past mistakes that is keeping you from moving forward. It's never too late for a new beginning."payo ni Lorie. Bagay na nakatulong sakanya para maging successful. She really likes reading inspirational quotes on the net. Kaya nabasa niya ang sinabi nila Kemmy Nola at iba pa. Tumayo na si Lorie at nagpaalam. Nanatili namang nakamasid si Russel sa kalangitan. Lumabas na roon ang kumikinang na mga bituin na mas lalong nakapagpaganda sa paligid.

putol nito ulit sa kanya. "W-what?" naguguluhang tanong niya, pabulong. "I don't have any memory of you. And though after tomorrow, we'd just totally be strangers who happened to marry each one time in their lives, I still want to have memory of you. You see, I don't know if I'd ever remember the past. But just in case I don't, I'd still have a memory of you-- one thing that I'd get to keep and remember for this lifetime that we will spend apart."

“I can’t promise you that I won’t remember.” “…I’ll never forget what you and Oliver mean to me now.”

the voice whispered. Warm. Gentle. Broken. My chest tightened painfully. “Mom?” I whispered. The memory surged. A letter. Hands shaking. Tears. “You have to forget,” she said. “You have to survive.” My breath hitched. “Why?” I cried. “Because if you remember—” The memory cut. Sharp. Incomplete. But one thing remained. One word. One name. Burned into my mind. Clearer than anything else. My heart pounded. My lips parted.