Emma Gower

“Like a jar you housed infinite tenderness
And the infinite tenderness shattered you like a jar.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“Your eyes have the colour of the moon,”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“I'm like you,' he said. 'I remember everything.'

I stopped for a second. If you remember everything, I wanted to say, and if you are really like me, then before you leave tomorrow, or when you’re just ready to shut the door of the taxi and have already said goodbye to everyone else and there’s not a thing left to say in this life, then, just this once, turn to me, even in jest, or as an afterthought, which would have meant everything to me when we were together, and, as you did back then, look me in the face, hold my gaze, and call me by your name”
― André Aciman, Call Me by Your Name

“Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.”
― Guy de Maupassant