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“From the time you are a tiny baby, a parent's love is usually unconditional. Whatever you do, your parents think you are the tops, but when their memory goes, you stop recouping the love you've put in.”

Thinking Parent Memories Love Is Love You Baby Tiny Unconditional

Author:Kevin Whately

“I would tell you more of Him, but how shall I? When love becomes vast love becomes wordless. And when memory is overladen it seeks the silent deep.”

Memories Love Is Silent

Book:Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces

Source: Kahlil Gibran: Masterpieces

“The soft bonds of love are indifferent to life and death. They hold through time so that yesterday’s love is part of today’s and the confidence in tomorrow’s love is also part of today’s. And when one dies, the memory lives in the other, and is warm and breathing. And when both die - I almost believe, rationalist though I am - that somewhere it remains, indestructible and eternal, enriching all of the universe by the mere fact that once it existed.”

Source: It's Been a Good Life

“In an ideal world we would all learn in childhood to love ourselves. We would grow, being secure in our worth and value, spreading love wherever we went, letting our light shine. If we did not learn self-love in our youth, there is still hope. The light of love is always in us, no matter how cold the flame. It is always present, waiting for the spark to ignite, waiting for the heart to awaken and call us back to the first memory of being the life force inside a dark place waiting to be born - waiting to see the light.”

“Love is of all stimulants the most powerful. It sharpens the wits like danger, and the memory like hatred; it spurs the will like ambition; it intoxicates like wine.”

Love Memories Love Is Powerful Danger Ambition Hatred Wine Wit Most Powerful Spurs Stimulants

Author:Amelia B. Edwards

“Falling in love is a subtle process, a connection sparked by attraction, tested by compatibility, and forged by memory.”

Fall Process Memories Love Is Connections Falling In Love Attraction Subtle Tested Forged Compatibility

Book:Something Like Summer: School Edition

Source: Something Like Summer: School Edition

“Love isn't restricted by time because every minute and every second creates beautiful memories.”

Beautiful Memories Love Is Minutes Every Second Beautiful Memories

Author:Jaejoong

“Pain itself can be pleasurable accidentally in so far as it is accompanied by wonder, as in stage-plays; or in so far as it recalls a beloved object to one's memory, and makes one feel one's love for the thing, whose absence gives us pain. Consequently, since love is pleasant, both pain and whatever else results from love, in so far as they remind us of our love, are pleasant.”

Giving Feels Play Pain Memories Love Is Results Wonder Stage Objects Absence Beloved Pleasant Recalls Our Love Stage Play

Book:Summa Theologica, (Complete)

Source: Summa Theologica, (Complete)

“Indeed, the greatest blessing that can follow the death of those we love is reconciliation. Without it there is no peace. But with it come quiet thoughts and quickened memories. And what else shall a man do except become reconciled? What purpose does he serve by fighting what he cannot touch or by brooding upon what he cannot change?”

Men Doe Purpose Fighting Peace Memories Love Is Blessing Quiet Reconciliation Those We Love Brooding Greatest Blessings

Author:Richard L. Evans

“The word 'innocence' means 'incapable of being hurt'. To have a mind that is not capable of being hurt, does not mean that it has built up a lot of resistance - on the contrary, such a mind is dying to everything that it has known in which there has been conflict, pleasure and pain. Only then is the mind innocent; that means it can love. You cannot love with memory, love is not a matter of remembrance, of time.”

“Yet this perhaps is what love does, or the memory of it; it sucks the life from the living, glorying body and leaves it, when love has gone, a shred, a simulacrum - dross, to be swept up from the factory floor, pitiful and dusty, useless... Do all men and women feel love before they die? This force, this source of light, that lies before the sun; glances off mountains and lakes, blinding and dazzling, on a Sunday afternoon; so brilliant you have to guard your soul, fold your arms to shield your heart from the very memory of it.”

“In my old age, I have come to believe that love is not a noun but a verb. An action. Like water, it flows to its own current. If you were to corner it in a dam, true love is so bountiful it would flow over. Even in separation, even in death, it moves and changes. It lives within memory, in the haunting of a touch, the transience of a smell, or the nuance of a sigh. It seeks to leave a trace like a fossil in the sand, a leaf burning into baking asphalt.”