When you live with another person for 50 years, all of your memories are invested in that person, like a read more

When you live with another person for 50 years, all of your memories are invested in that person, like a bank account of shared memories. It’s not that you refer to them constantly. In fact, for people who do not live in the past, you almost never say, Do you remember that night we...? But you don’t have to. That is the best of all. You know that the other person does remember. Thus, the past is part of the present as long as the other person lives. It is better than any scrapbook, because you are both living scrapbooks.

For some life lasts a short while, but the memories it holds last forever.

For some life lasts a short while, but the memories it holds last forever.

How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?

How can I follow my heart when it's waiting around for the rest of me to make the decision?

Two things scare me. The first is getting hurt. But that's not nearly as scary as the second, which is read more

Two things scare me. The first is getting hurt. But that's not nearly as scary as the second, which is losing.

Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others.

Memories of our lives, of our works and our deeds will continue in others.

Sometimes even though you're having a good time, you can't help but to stop and think about how much you read more

Sometimes even though you're having a good time, you can't help but to stop and think about how much you miss the old times.

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.

In solitude we give passionate attention to our lives, to our memories, to the details around us.

Sometimes someone has to hurt you deep enough to make you realize how better your life is without them in read more

Sometimes someone has to hurt you deep enough to make you realize how better your life is without them in it...

I worked so hard for that first kissAnd a heart don’t forget something like thatLike an old photographTime can make read more

I worked so hard for that first kissAnd a heart don’t forget something like thatLike an old photographTime can make a feeling fadeBut the memory of a first loveNever fades away.