Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.
When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.
Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us.
Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
The happiest memories are of moments that ended when they should have.
We are all a collection of our memories, good and bad.
Memories, even bittersweet ones, are better than nothing.