“Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. And maybe it’s not sad.”
Stephen Chbosky book The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Source: The Perks of Being a Wallflower
“Maybe memories should be left the way they are.”
— Melina Marchetta, book On the Jellicoe Road
Source: On the Jellicoe Road
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