#memories

What is damage but forcing yourself, memories of yourself, onto someone else? Coloring someone else’s body. In reality, it’s sort of romantic. It’s why we love to hurt each other. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#fantasy #fiction #love #memories #scifi

Remember me, even if it's only in a corner and secretly. Don't let me go. ↗

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón

#love #memories #death

When those who name dead people have gone, there just remains the calmness of foreign cemeteries, in which nothing appears familiar and nothing frightens you. ↗

— Ray Loriga

#memories #death

Psychoanalysis is often about turning our ghosts into ancestors, even for patients who have not lost loved ones to death. We are often haunted by important relationships from the past that influence us unconsciously in the present. As we work them through, they go from haunting us to becoming simply part of our history. (243) ↗

— Norman Doidge

#death #ghosts #grief #healing-the-past #loss

But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they've left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul. ↗

— Julie Gregory

#pain #painful-childhood #painful-memories #change

Well, memory can play tricks. Most people, I think, tend to remember the good rather than the bad when someone close to them dies. ↗

— Soheir Khashoggi

#remembering-loved-ones #love

Songs and smells will bring you back to a moment in time more than anything else. It's amazing how much can be conjured with a few notes of a song or a solitary whiff of a room. ↗

— Emily Giffin

#love #memories #songs #inspirational

You know how sometimes you remember a place you once loved, a movie you’ve enjoyed, only to be disappointed when you return to that place or see that movie for a second time? Well, it wasn’t disappointing. She sounds exactly as I remember her—and there is still something so warm and caring about her that it is difficult to hate her for how she abandoned us. ↗

— Christina Westover

#inspiration #literary-quote #memories #poisoning-sylvie #recapturing-memories

Newlyweds, they have this ideal, this picture of what marriage is like, something similar of their favorite memories growing up. If only it were that simple. ↗

— William Taylor

#growing #growing up #ideal #like #marriage

So much of our early gladness vanishes utterly from our memory: we can never recall the joy with which we laid our heads on our mother's bosom or rode on our father's back in childhood. Doubtless that joy is wrought up into our nature, as the sunlight of long-past mornings is wrought up in the soft mellowness of the apricot, but it is gone for ever from our imagination, and we can only BELIEVE in the joy of childhood. ↗

— George Eliot

#imagination