#emo

Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist. ↗

— Guy de Maupassant

#life

All that is left to bring you pain, are the memories. If you face those, you’ll be free. You can’t spend the rest of your life hiding from yourself; always afraid that your memories will incapacitate you, and they will if you continue to bury them. ↗

— J.D. Stroube

#bury #free #hide #incapacitate #memories

i like scars, they remind you of things ↗

— Nirrimi Joy Hakanson

#life #memory #pain #past #scars

when life gives you lemons make grape juice and sit back and watch the world ask how you did it. ↗

— Tori Truax

#life

In order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#feelings #life #understanding #life

A feeling is no longer the same when it comes the second time. It dies through the awareness of its return. We become tired and weary of our feelings when they come too often and last too long. ↗

— Pascal Mercier

#feelings #life #life

It didn’t take tragedy or war to derail a man. It took only a memory. ↗

— Ali Shaw

#memory #tragedy #life

Images flicker, each one bringing its own sorrow or its own smile. Sometimes both. At the very worst, an impenetrable and sightless black and at best, a happiness so bright that it hurts the eyes to see, coming and going on some unseen projector perpetually turned by an invisible hand. One, then another. The hollow click of the shutter. Now stop. Freeze this frame. Pluck it down and hold it close and be damned by what you see. Henri always said: the price of a memory is the memory if the sorrow it brings. ↗

— Pittacus Lore

#memories #life

And now listen carefully. You in others-this is your soul. This is what you are. This is what your consciousness has breathed and lived on and enjoyed throughout your life-your soul, your immortality, your life in others. And what now? You have always been in others and you will remain in others. And what does it matter to you if later on that is called your memory? This will be you-the you that enters the future and becomes a part of it. ↗

— Boris Pasternak

#life

Into every sunny life a little rain must fall. ↗

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

#life