Proust's Cup of Tea

"But when from a long - distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, still, alone, more fragile, but with more vitality, more unsubstantial, more persisitent, more faithful, the smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls, ready to remind us, waiting and hoping for their moment, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unfaltering, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection."

Excerpt from Swann's Way

Try, try as I may to live in the present, the past always finds me or I always steal time to look for it. So it's true, remembering can also be beautiful.