Quotes About Memories

Gli attimi, una volta persi, non si ritrovano più. Sono persi per sempre.

I've barely thought about this place, and now that it's disappearing, I'm sad. It's like all childhood toys, I suppose. It doesn't become important until you don't have it anymore.

Which is why it's so weird to be sitting next to him on somebody's curb like no time has passed.

We've already taken a hundred pictures today, and we'll take hundreds more, but I know this one will be my favorite.

Cómo arrepentirse de una de las mejores noches de tu vida? No lo haces. Recuerdas cada palabra, cada mirada. Incluso cuando duele, todavía lo recuerdas.

My whole life was measured in summers.

summer romances really do happen so fast, and then they're over so fast.

Moments, when lost, can't be found

Los momentos, una vez perdidos, no pueden recuperarse. Simplemente desaparecen.

THE END OF SCHOOL ALWAYS has a particular feeling to it. It's the same every year, but this year the feeling is amplified, because there won't be a next year. There's an air of things closing down.

Halfway through class he sends me a note. He's drawn spiderwebs around the edges. It says, I'll be on time tomorrow. I smile as I read it. Then I put it in my backpack, in my French textbook so the page won't crease or crumble. I want to keep it so when this is over, I can have something to look at and remember what it was like to be Peter Kavinsky's girlfriend. Even if it was all just pretend.

Moments, when lost, can't be found again. There just gone.

Moments, when lost, can't be found again. They're just gone.

People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not.

Eight was just eight. Hot dogs and peanut butter, mosquito bites and splinters, bikes and boogie boards. Tangled hair, sunburned shoulders,

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

I wave the letter like it's just paper, trash, like once upon a time I didn't literally pour my heart onto this page. I stuff it into my bag.

Firsts were important. But I was pretty sure lasts were even more important

my stuffed polar bear hugged to his chest.

What are you up to tonight, bean?" my mother asked me. I loved it when she called me bean. It reminded me of being six years old and falling asleep in her bed.

Yo no tenía ese tipo de amistad, de las que duran toda una vida, pase lo que pase.

People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your wold; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near.

Me ponía tan difícil el no quererle. Cuando era tan dulce, rememoraba el porqué. Por qué le había amado, quiero decir. Me acordaba de todo.

Me pregunté si era así como morían los antiguos amores, agotados, con lentitud, y de repente, como si nada, dejaban de existir.