There were some memories, though, that never faded.
You can’t love a city if you have no memories burried there.
Sometimes a perfect memory can be ruined if put to words.
No existen recuerdos más activos y vigorosos que aquellos que se esconden detrás del velo misterioso de la amnesia.
You are young,” replied Athos, “and your bitter memories have time to change into sweet ones.
A Hagrid, le confiaría mi vida-dijo Dumbledore.
He misses her. He wonders if she knows it, and can’t decide which would be worse.
I Used to think that I knew everything, I was alone. My heart was empty, a single soul experience of life. When I discovered in a pair of eyes, a light reflection of mine, I found my mate, my match, my soul.
Some memories were harder to forget than others. Especially the painful ones.
Tears flow and smiles fade to the same rhythm of life, to disappear together in the bottomless abyss.