“I remember making that vow, the one not to forget. Not to remember what happened, but to remember who I was and how I felt.”
“A friend who cannot at a pinch remember a thing or two that never happened is as bad as one who does not know how to forget.”
“I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.”
“I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened.”
“Remember how it felt yesterday? What you saw me do?” I snorted and grinned. “Man, do I ever. I remembered twice last night and again this morning.”
“I remember who you are. Even if you forget.”