“Think of me, think of me fondlyWhen we've said goodbyeRemember me once in a whilePlease promise me, you'll try...Recall those days, look back on all those timesThink of those things we'll never doThere will never be a dayWhen I won't think of you...Can it be? Can it be Christine...Long ago, it seems so long agoHow young and innocent we wereShe may not remember meBut I remember her”

“I remember that we are all young, and I feel youngness in me, that I can keep trying. You can try a hundred things in your life, and if nothing in those hundred makes you satisfied, you can still go on trying.”

“It's stupid, I know, but I care. All the things that meant so much when we were young. Under the blankets late at night, listening to long-distance radio. All those things lost now or broken. Can you remember? Can you remember that feeling? Perhaps I ought to go to a doctor.”

“That is what the forest taught me. That you will never be mine, and that is why I will never lose you...." ........."I will always remember you, and you will remember me, just as we will remember the evening, the rain on the window, and all the things we'll always have because we cannot possess them”

“Think how you love me,' she whispered. 'I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.'You'll always be like this to me.'Oh no; but promise me you'll remember.' Her tears were falling. 'I'll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight.”

“Graydon: “Where are those files you wanted me to look at? I can never figure out the new system on the shared drive, and you promised you’d show me. Call me back when you can.” No, son. You can figure it out on your own. I have faith in you.”