“A moment can be left inside the memory of time.”

“It was one of those strange moments that came to him rarely, but never left. A moment that stamped itself on heart and brain, instantly recallable in every detail, for all of his life. There was no telling what made these moments different from any other, though he knew them when they came. He had seen sights more gruesome and more beautiful by far, and been left with no more than a fleeting muddle of their memory. But these-- the still moments, as he called them to himself-- they came with no warning, to print a random image of the most common things inside his brain, indelible.”

“He liked the fragility of those moments suspended in time. Those memories whose only function is to leave just a trace in memory.”

“Line by line, moment by moment, special times are etched into our memories in the permanent ink of everlasting love in our relationships.”

“Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.”

“The thinnest slice would be teeming with memories of a love so strong it turned you inside out and left you gasping, and would be an identical match to a slice stored in the heart of a soul mate.”