Quotes About Memory

He'd laughed? He couldn't remember. Ramsay had probably been riding the morphine express to LaLa land and heard a nurse say something funny, or not funny at all, it wouldn't matter.

Shadow turned. Her eyes were wet; she smiled at him wanley. "I'll be she loved you.

In the long run, shame always outlives physical pain. "Anyone who thinks of a shameful memory will experience it at least as vividly as when they had the original experience,

someday, we'll look back on this, laugh nervously, and change the subject.

The distance we set between ourselves and the events of our past life, which reduces their scale, the backlog of things we failed to notice at the time, the logic which connects them, which back then was invisible, the light shed on them by the epoch they belong to, which mankind already considers a moribund piece of history, their ultimate strangeness, which makes us look back on the person we were as though they were a different being, all these things conspire to turn our past into a dream.

People remember what they want to remember and forget what they want to forget.

My brain was not right. I told it to perform, and it wouldn't listen. Then, suddenly, just as I gave up on remembering, it was there. Fully formed in my brain.

I don't mean that I remember hearing about it. I remember the caul, and then the sudden absence of it.

We shouldn't have stayed so long." "Water under the bridge, Buddy Boy." Buddy wondered why his father would bring up anything as scary as the river flowing under the railroad bridge. Especially at a time like this.

This is one of the advantages of dying young. Everybody you left behind will need your help

I wondered how things had gotten so complicated. But as far as I could remember, they always had been. I couldn't remember when life had ever been any easier than this.

The thing I'll always remember best about that time is not how quickly our family fell apart. The memorable bit was when I first looked back at how we'd convinced ourselves we'd ever been together in the first place.

How'd we let so much time go by... When we swore we wouldn't?

Unlike Ed, she listened. But then she forgot.

You have the memories, and you go over and over them in your mind. And after a time I wonder if I am remembering the actual event or just remembering the memories.

Ethan tries not to look back on that night. At least, as much as human nature allows. But it's a funny thing about your darkest moments. They have a life of their own. They come around because they've got you pinned. Because they can. The harder you try to push them back into the shadows, the stronger they grow. They draw power from your resistance.

After a while you look at a picture and all it helps you remember is the picture. And then it gets kind of memorized and you hardly even see it.

But mostly I just kept reminding myself to burn every moment into my memory. I just tried to be sure I was always there. That I didn't miss anything.

People remember what they want to remember and forget what they want to forget. If you told him something was important to you and he forgot to do it, he blew you off.

I felt the kiss still there on my forehead. Literally. It was frozen there. I could still feel it. I wanted to bronze it, like people do with baby shoes. I wanted to mount it and hang it over my mantelpiece.

man—I think his name was Frank—hauled me out of there and asked who I belonged to, but by then I'd forgotten. By then I thought I belonged to the earth and the sky, and the sharp, pushing blades of grass that grew for me. Simon came and found me in time, and from

Those who haven't been in school for years may have forgotten the piercing and utter humiliation of almost anything your mother does there. Even if it's marginally acceptable by adult standards. I haven't been in school for years. University and graduate school not counting. And yet I remember.

That gold star in the window. The symbol for a lost son. It broke you down.

Very early it was noticed that I had a good memory; therefore I was insistently tormented with learning everything by heart.