Live, he whispered. For my Chaya. For all our Chayas. Live. And remember.
Its really hard to recall the day you became friends with special people.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
Appreciation and remembrance are two vital tools that can advance our progress in life.
People will walk in and walk out of your life, but the one whose footstep made a long lasting impression is the one you should never allow to walk out.
Music replays the past memories, awaken our forgotten worlds and make our minds travel.
It's good to be vanished and remembered than to remain and become forgetful.
Why is it that happiness remembered feels like despair?
Beauty exists not in what is seen and remembered, but in what is felt and never forgotten.
What you remember saves you.
Most people are not really scared of death. They are merely terrified of being taken to a mortuary and/or being buried or cremated and/or being forgotten.