Quotes About Recall

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

We remember only what we want to remember.

Odd, how some little incident, some snatch of conversation comes back to one again and again in the most unlikely places.

I mean, that's a sad day in America when you're recalled because you did what you said you were going to do, and the public voted you in to do that.

Stir up thy mind, and recall thy wits again from thy natural dreams, and visions, and when thou art perfectly awoken, and canst perceive that they were but dreams that troubled thee, as one newly awakened out of another kind of sleep look upon these worldly things with the same mind as thou didst upon those, that thou sawest in thy sleep.

The brain is very protective, it decides what we choose to remember.

If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name.

But memory, after a time, dispenses its own emphasis, making a feuilleton of what we once thought most ponderable, laying its wreath on what we never thought to recall.

I know beginnings, I know endings too, and life-in-death, and something else I'd rather not recall just now.

If drugs really numb your consciousness, they'd be a good thing. As it was, they slowed you down, confused you, kept you vulnerable to violent flashes of recall, and then agitated you and made you unsure of what you knew and didn't know.

It is difficult to undo our own damage, and to recall to our presence that which we have asked to leave.

People don't remember what they read, what they hear, or even what they see. If they're lucky, people remember what they do, but they're not very good at that either. We remember what we rehearse.

Memory is merciful, Joanna, more so than man. It fades past pain, yet holds bright the colors in recalled joy.

But people forget.

Can a writer forget something that he's written in one of his own books? Yes, of course.

It's life's illusions that I recall, I really don't know life at all

Incidentally, one should make a distinction, as Freud did a long time ago, between mental items that are not conscious but that can be brought to consciousness with effort, like the things in our memories—Freud called that mental domain the preconscious—and things in the unconscious that are unavailable and cannot be recalled. We simply don't know they are there.

Forgive your enemies, but never forget their names.

I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair...

you lifted the veil when you admitted you had no memory of that day - it was so special and your lack of recall so monstrous...

Your memory is a monster; you forget—it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you—and summons them to your recall with will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!

Your memory is a monster; you forget—it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you—and summons them to your recall with will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!

Repeat to remember.

May the enemies you make be interesting ones." "My father used to say that." "Your father"-the smile made itself patent-"was an interesting enemy." "Yes." Tristen rubbed his fingertips in circles against the heels of his hands, making how armour rasp. "I recall.