#remembrance

Do you remember those days? Back porch, sunshine, mason jars" - she paused at remembered sweetness - "we were so foolish then...thinking there was a big ol' world out there to conquer. ↗

— Melissa Marr

#memory #past #remembrance #age

When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#remembrance #the-past #beauty

As if the dead really do persist, even in a bottle of wine. ↗

— Thomas Pynchon

#death #persist #persistence #remembrance #wine

Recalling, some time later, what I had felt at the time, I distinguished the impression of having been held for a moment in her mouth, myself, naked, without any of the social attributes which belonged equally to her other playmates and, when she used my surname, to my parents, accessories of which her lips - by the effort she made, a little after her father's manner, to articulate the words to which she wished to give a special emphasis - had the air of stripping, of divesting me, like the skin from a fruit of which one can swallow only the pulp, while her glance, adapting itself to the same new degree of intimacy as her speech, fell on me also more directly and testified to the consciousness, the pleasure, even the gratitude that it felt by accompanying itself with a smile. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#proust #remembrance-of-things-past #swann-s-way #equality

The first day of spring, the vernal equinox—the season of renewal when the earth sheds its winter cloak, flowers bloom, and the heart feels as though everything is once again imaginable. The smell of fresh-cut grass, shagging fly balls, and scraping mud from baseball cleats. A brief contemplation and tear for those gone from the field, their easy laugh and nimble sprint no longer gracing the game. ↗

— Galen Watson

#renewal #imagination

There are two ways to live a life either forget everything or, remember nothing. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#live #remembrance #life

I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#love #memory #recollection #remembrance #love

If Conrad remembered the skinny, frightened girl he'd held for one brief moment on a frigid Boston street corner, he showed no signs of it when we met ... Even as I tried to urge hum back against the pillows, he looked at me with wild eyes. "What happened to your leather jacket?" he asked. "Shh," I said, trying to sooth him. "There's no leather jacket." "You were wearing it the first time I saw you," he said, frowning slightly. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#conrad #love #remembrance #love

What you remember saves you. ↗

— W.S. Merwin

#remembrance #salvation #salvation

Before the beginning of years There came to the making of man Time, with a gift of tears; Grief, with a glass that ran; Pleasure, with pain for leaven; Summer, with flowers that fell; Remembrance, fallen from heaven, And madness risen from hell; Strength without hands to smite; Love that endures for a breath; Night, the shadow of light, And Life, the shadow of death. ↗

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

#grief #life #love #madness #mortality