Quotes About Memories

My whole life was measured in summers. Like I don't really begin living until June, until I'm at that beach, in that house.

Cuando pierdes a alguien y todavía duele, ahí es cuando sabes que el amor fue real.

Summer was what mattered. My whole life was measured in summers. Like I don't really begin living until June, until I'm at that beach.

You're keeping me going, Lara Jean." Josh looks at me and I feel it all, every memory, every moment we've ever shared.

You know the saddest part? Josh and I will never be friends like we were before. Not after all this. That part's just over now. He was my best friend." I

But that's just inscapable, right? When you lose someone and it still hurts, that's when you know the love was real.

It's the guarantee that no matter what happens to us in the future, this time was ours.

Even now, all these years later, I still read them—Conrad's letters to me when I was studying abroad in Spain. Just every once in a while, I pull them all out and sit down and read each one. I know them all by heart, but they still touch me, they still make me feel it all over again.… To think that once we were both very young, and very far apart, and still finding our way back to each other.

En la universidad, cuando las personas nos pregunten cómo nos conocimos, ¿Cómo les responderemos? La historia es: Crecimos juntos. Pero esa era más la historia con Josh. ¿Novios de preparatoria? Esa era la historia de Gen y Peter. Así que la nuestra ¿Cuál era? Supongo que diré que todo comenzó con una carta de amor.

Looking up at him, I had this sudden thought. Oh my God. I still love you.

Susannah wanted it to be some kind of perfect summer, where parents were still together and everything was the way it had always been. Those kind of summers don't exist anymore, I wanted to tell her.

You only get one senior year of high school, and I want you to enjoy it. You have a hot boyfriend and you got into a great school. Your birthday is coming up soon. This is the time to just be young and celebrate and enjoy each other!" "Yes, within reason, of course," Daddy says hastily.

And Josh was never in a hot tub video with one of his daughters." "Oh my God, let it go already! My dad's forgotten about that." "Forgotten" might be too strong of a word. Maybe more like he's never brought it up again and he hopefully never will.

At college, when people ask us how we met, how will we answer them? The shorty story is, we grew up together. But that's more Josh's and my story. High school sweethearts? That's Peter and Gen's story. So what's ours, then? I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

At college, when people ask us how we met... I suppose I'll say it all started with a love letter.

Everything good, everything magical happens between the months of June and August. Winters are simply a time to count the weeks until the next summer.

Come back. Be the you I love and remember.

Josh and I started out so easy, so fun, and now we're like strangers. I'll never have that person back, who I knew better than anyone and who knew me so well." I feel a pinch in my heart. When she says it that way, it's so sad. "You could become friends again, after some time has passed." But it wouldn't be the same, I know that. You'd always be mourning

A good scrapbook has texture. It's thick and chunky and doesn't close all the way.

I'm a person who saves things. I'll hold on forever.

But I didn't regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your entire life? You don't. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.

I remember what it felt like to fall in love for the first time. You think you'll never love like that again. But you do. " pg. 387

The first crickets of summer are chirping. This is the soundtrack of my summer and every summer.

The thing is, Susannah was right. It was a summer I'd never, ever forget. It was the summer everything began. It was the summer I turned pretty. Because for the first time, I felt it. Pretty, I mean. Every summer up to this one, I believed it'd be different. Life would be different. And that summer, it finally was. I was.