“Good Memory” “GM” “RAM”

“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.
From an Irish headstone” 

― Richard Puz, The Carolinian
“The love that you receive is equal to the love you give… And for those rare souls who give with no thought of receipt… only they are worthy of the eternal love; the force that breaks bonds of brotherhood, that transcends the vagaries of pride and ego, a binding of souls that endures across the Ages” – Tyrphosa, Priestess of Aphrodite” 

― Aria Cunningham, The Princess of Sparta
“Love is an addiction.” 

― Oliver Markus Malloy, Bad Choices Make Good Stories – Finding Happiness in Los Angeles
“My love for you will outlast this beach, this ocean, this planet. When judgement comes and Heaven finally falls, I will take you back with me.” 

― Scarlet Blackwell, I Am Fallen
“Unending Love

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,
That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, it’s age old pain,
It’s ancient tale of being apart or together.

As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,
Clad in the light of a pole-star, piercing the darkness of time.

You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.
At the heart of time, love of one for another.

We have played along side millions of lovers,
Shared in the same shy sweetness of meeting,
the distressful tears of farewell,
Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you
The love of all man’s days both past and forever:

Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.
The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –
And the songs of every poet past and forever.” 

― Rabindranath Tagore, Selected Poems
“Stopping to have a smoke is a time-honored tradition non-smokers can’t understand.” 

― Krzysztof Pacyński, A perfect Patricide: Part 1
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