memories brings some past that dealt with the pain and yet we choose to embrace it as if we have a lot to gain.

Memories, real and irreplaceable, all of them. The happy ones, the bitter ones, the terrified and the poignant.

The problem with memories is they get more valuable with time, and the places we keep them get weaker with age.

It's about quality, not quantity. It's about the memories, the bond, the love. It's about the heart.

A photo frame with many pictures is the best present ever for a long trip. I can almost feel all those moments..

There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.

I like the memories because they remind meI haven't always beenthis girl,constantly mad or scaredor confused.

Best memories never hurt, with good memories an individual can pass his whole life without depending on others...

So, we skipped Annabel, and discussed condoms. I said I liked the orange ones, and we ended our talk in laughter.

My vocal chords fought to contain the memories that leaked out; I felt the weight off it all pressing down on me.

Even post true death memories carried on the waves of universal energy will defy the faux perception of finality.

...I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them...

Small moments we find so pointless can become cherished memories with time and the perspective that wisdom brings.

She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve.

You pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.