#memories

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#lose #memories #remember #share #tales

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

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

Friends are the most important part of your life. Treasure the tears, treasure the laughter, but most importantly, treasure the memories. ↗

— Dave Brenner

#laughter #memories #life

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it the fastest way you can. Never turn back and never believe that an hour you remember is a better hour because it is dead. Passed years seem safe ones, vanquished ones, while the future lives in a cloud, formidable from a distance. ↗

— Beryl Markham

#attachment #belonging #future #home #homelessness

Even as I think them, the words lose their context, dissolve into grains of absurdity in the vast ocean of day-to-day hunger. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#memories #words #life

Humans are animals and like all animals we leave tracks as we walk: signs of passage made in snow, sand, mud, grass, dew, earth or moss.... We easily forget that we are track-markers, through, because most of our journeys now occur on asphalt and concrete--and these are substances not easily impressed. ↗

— Robert Macfarlane

#inspirational #life #memories #inspirational

...before you, life was desolate - the past hardly worth remembering - and now, each moment a keepsake I can't throw away ... ↗

— John Geddes

#keepsakes #life #memories #moments #poetry

You don’t deserve my image in your head. You don’t deserve my memories in your chest. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#deserve #hate-you #heart #jamie-weise #love-hate

Toy is talking and this is why I love her. She can go on about herself ceaselessly and like the scratching of a branch against the window at night, the steady insistence of it is comforting. She has stories without beginnings, stories that trail off, stories that crisscross and contradict and dead end. Toy is the star of her stories. Events orbit her like a constellation. ↗

— Erica Lorraine Scheidt

#stories #storytelling #love