But she no longer felt sadness about it, the pressure of sorrow that had overtaken her at the table, the longing for all the Burgess kids, and the sense of the irreplaceable familiarity of her old lif...
When you walk into your memories, you are opening a door to the past; the road within has many branches, and the route is different every time.
(pl. ) of Memory
When we turn 21,we begin to regret the sins we did not committed...
Everyone knows that there are some odors that send you directly back to memories of your childhood - odors from Christmas time and so forth.
For better or for worse, music is the language of memory. It is also the language of love.
Listen, listen! I interrupted her. Forgive me if I tell you something else.... I tell you what, I can't help coming here to-morrow, I am a dreamer; I have so little real life that I look upon such mom...
Nay! Alas for us all! And for all that walk in the world in these after-days. For such is the way of it: to find and lose, as it seems to those whose boat is on the running stream. But I count you ble...
Wherever you are and whatever you do, I hope you find the time to dwell in your favourite memories. It is one of the most beautiful and relaxing things we can do, no matter when and no matter where.
There is nothing betterthan us,making memories of us.
He owned a whole world full of memories, of lovely moments relived and happy recollections. I'm not saying he was happy or that he didn't suffer. He suffered very much, but he did not despair; he stil...
Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.
Most uncomfortable situations brings at times most precious memories....
Memories. Created in a moment, remembered for a lifetime.
I write because I can remember and to keep those memories alive. I write for pleasure. I write because I must.
You know, memories. They're all I've got.
Good memories are meant to stay in our hearts forever... -Geena L. Davis
Sitting alone...where we usually used to sit...n looking behind those memories ,we enjoyed together.....
Moments fly, memories remain; and then memories fly, only memoirs remain and finally memoirs disappear, nothing remains!
She turned around to look at me with her enchanting gaze that further pierced my heart; a look I would never forget and I would retain till perpetuity and think of it always whenever she came to my mi...
I had no eyelashes left. So when I cried, the tears rolled down, unabated to my mouth. My saliva tasted those days, like a salt lake. Or so he said.'('Left from Dhakeshwari')
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