Why do some memories live only on your tongue or in your nose? Why do others always stay in your heart?

I hated the tests the raised hopes and failed expectations.

That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.

Why do some memories live only on your tongue or in your nose? Why do others always stay in your heart?

how can the world in all its chaos come up with so many coincidences, so many similarities and exact opposites?

It's both rebellion and conformity that attack you with success.

We all had our miseries. But to despair was to wish back for something already lost. Or to prolong what was already unbearable. -Suyuan