Past Memories Quotes
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“It was the curse of my life to be sent to this estate. From the moment I first saw you, I felt the connection between us- a connection that should never have existed, and never should have lasted. I tried to admire you from a distance... just as I saw the stars in the sky and knew I could never touch them. But we were too young, and I was with you too often, to preserve that distance. You were my friend, my companion... and later I came to love you as deeply as any man has ever loved a woman. That never changed for me, although I've lied to myself for years." He paused and took a long breath. "No matter how I want to deny it, I will always love you.”
― Again the Magic
― Again the Magic
“When you return back to the road that you have beautiful memories from the past, the road starts talking to you!”
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“If you are paralyzed by your past, if Satan is destroying your gifts and your calling by his incessant replaying of old tapes, you're actually being hit by a double whammy. The original damage in the past is one thing - but now you're letting yourself be hurt and sidetracked again by the memory of what happened... We should not be ignorant of Satan's devices, and these ugly memories are one of the main weapons in his arsenal.”
― Fresh Faith: What Happens When Real Faith Ignites God's People
― Fresh Faith: What Happens When Real Faith Ignites God's People
“I intend to live in the beauty of past memories for I know them the best. At this moment, the future is unknown so it will be an adventure for me.”
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“I think her and Cam work because he’s never tried to do that. Their love is different, much easier to be around, where George and Maca’s love was intense, bordering on obsessive. It was like they needed each other more than air. I don’t know how to describe it, really, but that’s how it came across as an outsider looking in.”
― Marley
― Marley
“Do not think that people stand only on two legs! There is another invisible third leg that keeps them standing: Good memories of the past!”
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“Don’t let the storms of your past cloud
your vision for a brighter future. - Alicia Scott”
― Soul Works - The Minds Journal Collection
your vision for a brighter future. - Alicia Scott”
― Soul Works - The Minds Journal Collection
“The songs transported her backwards in time, to when she first wrote them. As each one melted into the next, as her voice sang lyrics and melodies from her past, memories burst like colors across a blank canvas.
Because inside each and every one of these songs---songs she'd written before she ever left Edgewood---memories were hidden.
Emeline choked on them. Hot tears burned in her eyes as she tapped the next file, and the next, racing through songs and, with them, memories that had been stolen from her. Images of a younger Sable flashed before her eyes, interwoven with a younger Rooke. And someone else.
Hawthorne.
He was everywhere, with his dark hair and strange eyes. Her songs were so full of him, Emeline felt like she was drowning in him. Hawthorne, sitting next to the fire, reading a book. Hawthorne, shucking off his shirt and diving into a moonlit pond. Hawthorne, climbing in through her bedroom window. Kissing her in the dark.
She'd embedded him inside her music.
Because songs were never just songs for Emeline. They were capsules, each one containing a moment trapped inside it.
As the next one started to play through her headphones, an image of a tree rose up in her mind. Emeline could see its thirsty roots; the twisting, twirling gray-brown bark; the gnarly branches stretching towards the sky. A silent sentinel, standing guard at the edge of the woods.
Her tree.”
― Edgewood
Because inside each and every one of these songs---songs she'd written before she ever left Edgewood---memories were hidden.
Emeline choked on them. Hot tears burned in her eyes as she tapped the next file, and the next, racing through songs and, with them, memories that had been stolen from her. Images of a younger Sable flashed before her eyes, interwoven with a younger Rooke. And someone else.
Hawthorne.
He was everywhere, with his dark hair and strange eyes. Her songs were so full of him, Emeline felt like she was drowning in him. Hawthorne, sitting next to the fire, reading a book. Hawthorne, shucking off his shirt and diving into a moonlit pond. Hawthorne, climbing in through her bedroom window. Kissing her in the dark.
She'd embedded him inside her music.
Because songs were never just songs for Emeline. They were capsules, each one containing a moment trapped inside it.
As the next one started to play through her headphones, an image of a tree rose up in her mind. Emeline could see its thirsty roots; the twisting, twirling gray-brown bark; the gnarly branches stretching towards the sky. A silent sentinel, standing guard at the edge of the woods.
Her tree.”
― Edgewood
“If your past is constantly popping up in your mind, ask yourself this question: Are you calling your past or does it come on its own without you inviting it? In the first case it means you are at peace with your past, in the second case you are not!”
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“Romanticizing the past will keep you stuck in a cycle that you were meant to grow and move on from for awhile now. You're delaying the inevitable and pushing away what was sent as a helping hand.
Don't keep yourself trapped in memories or you will continue to stay in a state of deep dissatisfaction with your present and future life. That's not what you want for yourself, correct?”
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Don't keep yourself trapped in memories or you will continue to stay in a state of deep dissatisfaction with your present and future life. That's not what you want for yourself, correct?”
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“Dia pernah menjadi korban pemalakan dan dimusuhi diam-diam sampai barang-barangnya dirusak. Tetapi, dia tidak pernah merasa ibunya sepeduli ini.”
― Planet Luna
― Planet Luna
“Rose shook her head and dipped her brush into the Dusty Pink dollop on her palette, thinking it was so funny how heather the color was purple, but heather the plant was pink and yet looked remarkably like lavender, which was actually purple, and how beautiful the circle of life was. She slashed the canvas with bold pink strokes, making Heather look like a Renaissance painting of a romantic figure struck by arrows.”
― Of Earthly Delights
― Of Earthly Delights
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