Цитаты из книги Say You'll Remember Me

“Some things are worth remembering, Samantha. No matter how much they hurt.”

Love is the brightest color in a gray world.

Sometimes the challenges we face either break us or they make us stronger. And sometimes they do both.

My life is a permanent, intolerable unhappiness. And I pray you never know what that’s like.

It was so natural being with her, I wondered if loving her was a contract that I’d signed in a former life. Because it had never been like this for me with anyone else.

I never felt like I belonged anywhere or to anyone. But I belonged to her.

You think that it’s the big memories you should be chasing—and it is in a way. Birthdays and vacations and special occasions. But the small memories are the fabric of your life, the ones so inconsequential that you don’t even remember them. You just remember how you felt when you were making them.

And I could only punish them one way, by having everything they wished I didn’t. By being more than they ever said I would.

And you know what’s funny? Knowing this now doesn’t change the memory, but it changes the way I feel about the memory. That’s what apologies and perspective does. It changes how you feel about what happened.

I didn’t tend to change my feelings about things. I felt the way I felt and I didn’t budge. Mostly because I considered all the angles, made choices in a level state of mind, talked it through with friends. I wasn’t reactive, I wasn’t prone to dramatics. I settled into a mindset and I stayed there.

I wished memory was selective and you got to pick and choose what to forget.

The best moments don’t have to be big to be forever.

Even bad memories are sacred in their own way.

If she sent me away, I was going to be condemned to think about her for the rest of my life. This was what they meant when they talked about the one who got away. She’s the woman you never stop remembering, the one who haunts you. The one who stays at the front of your mind even when decades pass.

So why was I still thinking about her? Because the facts didn’t change the feelings.

That there is nothing more beautiful than being a witness to someone’s life. To know them inside and out and be with them through everything, share the same memories. Memories are everything.

He made me want to be a better human.

They say that you won’t remember what someone said, but you’ll always remember how they made you feel.

I didn’t want to block him. Blocking him was engagement. It let him know that I’d noticed he was there, and that it bothered me enough to remove him. Blocking him or putting my profile back to private was a reaction and I swore they’d never get a reaction out of me again. So I did nothing.

I wasn’t an introvert so much as people just irritated me. I didn’t like dealing with humans I didn’t know. I didn’t like parties unless they were intimate and I knew everyone there. I hated mingling, I hated networking even more.