Quotes About Cherish

Shawn looks up at me and directly into my eyes. "Let me be very clear about something, my darling girl. I could never get sick of you.

I never read to kill time. Killing time is like killing someone's wife or a child. There is nothing more precious for me than time.

Ludwik Szatera was a passionate lover of nostalgia. He could never come to terms with the eternal passage of men, objects and events. Each moment inexorably turning into the past was to him precious, invaluable, and he witnessed its passing with a sense of inexpressible regret.

Hiçbirimize tek bir nefeslik bir yaÅŸam dahi ikinci bir kez verilmeyecek.

Tek nefeslik hayat, bir daha verilmeyecek. Böyle bir anda sevgiyi bulan tad?n? ç?karmal?

We belong to this earth. Now I can see the truth ... I love you on this earth of ours. Love me, do!

Few and far between are the books you'll cherish, returning to them time and again, to revisit old friends, relive old happiness, and recapture the magic of that first read.

It is an amazing thing to be able to hold everything that is important to you in one arm.

I was simply in love with my daughter and how she viewed her world. The literal way in which she took it all in and took it on. I knew it wouldn't last long and so I treasured every moment I saw and heard of it.

I think, young man, that you only run into a person that is a perfect fit once in your life. When you find the one that you think fits, then grab on for dear life. And it's no matter what she's done in the past. None of that matters. Only the holding on matters.

I think, young man, that you only run into a person that is a perfect fit once in your life. When you find the one that you think fits, then grab on for dear life.

Our children are our hearts.

There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lives seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined, though everyone but children (and perhaps even they) know these hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. Still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything, for more.

There's just this for consolation: an hour here or there when our lived seem, against all odds and expectations, to burst open and give us everything we've ever imagined, though everyone but children knows these hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. Still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope, more than anything, for more.

These hours will inevitably be followed by others, far darker and more difficult. Still, we cherish the city, the morning; we hope more than anything, for more.

Nothing lasts, not forever. Not laughter, not lust, not even life itself. Not forever. Which is why we make the most of what we have.

Nothing lasts, not forever. Not laughter, not lust, not even life itself. Not forever. Which is why we make the most of what we have. Why

Life is short, love is rare, and time is easy to waste.

Ever since I was born, Daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine. And I just want to say that I love him so much.

Never regret anything you have done with a sincere affection; nothing is lost that is born of the heart.

Sisters, if you got a good man, honor him.

One of the blessings of age is to learn not to part on a note of sharpness, to treasure the moments spent with those we love, and to make them whenever possible good to remember, for time is short.

I have been supremely lucky in my life in that I have known great love, and of course I am the temporary custodian of some incredible and beautiful things.

In loving life you love what can't survive.