Quotes About Memories

But our lives aren't just measured in years, they're measured in the lives of people we touch around us.

We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong. A thousand moments surge through me. All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone forever. "All right, then." I release him. "It's time," says Tigris.

No one bothers us. By late afternoon, I lie with my head on Peeta's lap, making a crown of flowers while he fiddles with my hair, claiming he's practicing his knots. After a while, his hands go still. "What?" I ask. "I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever," he says.

Gregor knew it had been years since he'd felt real happiness.

I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever

wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever," he says.

When I wake up, the other side of the bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim's warmth

Sitting at Prim's knees, guarding her, is the world's ugliest cat. Mashed-in nose, half of one ear missing, eyes the color of rotting squash. Prim named him Buttercup, insisting that his muddy yellow coat matched the bright flower. He hates me. Or at least distrusts me. Even though it was years ago, I think he still remembers how I tried to drown him in a bucket when Prim brought him home.

So you'll forget her and move on." I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.

The old studios that mass-produced dreams are gone with the wind, just like the old downtown theaters that were the temples of the dreams.

She'd been big on scrapbooking in her before life, never in life after James though. No one needed to record the utter grief and heartbreak so they could look back at it in years to come, just to relive those days when life couldn't possibly be any darker and the future looked an impossible fantasy

It somehow made her feel closer to him and she relished that connection but, of course, it also hurt like hell. And that was the thing about losing someone, the pain and grief suffocated the love and memories

I realized that Romeo and Juliet meet and fall in love and get married and die in three days, which is like a super-condensed version of what happens to most people over their whole life. One way or the other, you end up losing the person, but you still are happy that you loved them. I mean, Uncle Dub wouldn't have wished that he had never met Aunt Zinnia, just because he knew that one day she wouldn't be in his life anymore.

some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to repeat themselves.

He said that some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to repeat themselves.

It's taken me all this time, all this loss, to realize what really matters is now. Not our memories.

In another life we are happy," I murmur, squeezing my eyes shut. "In another life we grow old together.

Sometimes the beautiful memories are the saddest ones of all" -Elias

I've already loved you twice,

Dallas closes the leather case, set to store it away in her closet. She looks at the message one last time, memorizes it, and leaves the postcard on the table before she walks away. You matter.

I realize then that I'm filled with memories, both mine and Charlotte's. It's like I've lived one full life and not two separate ones.

I'm in love with someone else," he says. "But she's gone. And I—

Sometimes the beautiful memories are the saddest ones of all.