“Just as real events are forgotten, some that never were can be in our memories as if they happened.”

Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.

Love does not die, when someone gets old, people get old, because they can not love anymore.

They enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out old people they kept on blooming like children and playing together like dogs.

Over the years they both reached the same wise conclusion by different paths: it was not possible to live together in any other way, or love in any other way, and nothing in this world was more difficult than love.

Become a better person and be sure to know who you are, before meeting someone new and hoping that person knows who you are.

It is not that the girl is unfit for everything, it is that she is not of this world.

Just because someone does not love you as you want, it does not mean that you do not love with all his being.

I’ll never fall in love again it’s like having two souls at the same time.

Time was not passing it was turning in a circle.

If men gave birth, they’d be less inconsiderate.

Never stop smiling not even when you’re sad, someone might fall in love with your smile.

Fiction was invented the day Jonas arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale.

At some point, you no longer feel pain. Sensation disappears and reason is dulled, until you lose all grasp of time and place.

Be calm. God awaits you at the door.

The only everyday and eternal reality was love.

A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his father.

Love is a promise, love is a souvenir, once given never forgotten, never let it disappear.

To the people I forgot, you weren’t on my mind for some reason and you probably don’t deserve any thanks anyway.

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering.

I hear and I forget. I see and I remember. I do and I understand.

I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.

Forgive but do not forget, or you will be hurt again. Forgiving changes the perspectives. Forgetting loses the lesson.

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.

The ecstasy is so short but the forgetting is so long.