You Forget Your Victories, But You Remember

I Killed Her Once And Died For Her Many Times And I Still Have Nothing To Show For It. I Always Search For Her ; I Always Remember Her. I Carry The Hope That Someday She Will Remember Me.

Sometimes He Felt Sure That The Key To Happiness Was A Poor Memory.

What You Leave Behind Is The People You Loved. You Leave Yourself In Them.

Tibby's Wish Would Be To Hold On To The Idea Of Love Even In The Face Of Darkest Doubt. Because That Was The Way In Which She Failed. Not Once, But Again And Again.

She Had Willed Her Heart To Stay Small And Contained, But It Wouldn’t Be. Oh, Well.