You want it or not but with time, memories are going to fade. Wounds will be healed and life will give you plenty opportunities to be happy.

And when she'll leave, she'll leave behind so many memories that you can spend rest of your winters enveloped in their warmth.

After a certain time, your scars are no different than memories. Sometimes, they hurt. Sometimes, they soothe. Most importantly, they stay.

Tell your brain to be kind to you today. Easy on the memories, heavy on hope, and quiet with the criticism.

It’s time of the year when life slows down. It’s time for slow guitars and symphonies. It’s time you sit on the old wooden chair and bask in the old memories.

Sometimes the sweetest memories are the ones you have no pictures to remember it by. The little film just keeps replaying in your mind.

We're strangers again, but this time with shared memories.

There is a thin line between capturing memories & capturing pictures. That thin line is not uploading them on every social networking sites.

Our memories make us who we are...