“Time flies, but not memories.”
“Memory is a stopgap for humans, for whom time flies and what is passed is passed.”
“Your memories will be a flock of birds, silently flying in the sky. You will see them flying in and see them flying away. The memories will disappear and there will be nothing left.”
“Moments fly, memories remain; and then memories fly, only memoirs remain and finally memoirs disappear, nothing remains!”
“I fly through memory to find a newborn love.”
“The time flies. The time flies feed on rotting clocks.”