Quotes About Memory

The window to the past opened up to her like a dragon's maw, dark and jagged, an abyss licked with fire.

Another idiotic tradition, Regina thought. To eat and drink in memory of the departed. There was something gross about it. As if they were taunting the dead person. Hey, you're dead and gone, but life goes on, and look how well we're all eating.

I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.

She narrowed her eyes and concentrated on his mouth. Name. He wanted her name. She had to think about it for a second before she remembered. Great. She must have hit her head. Which, duh, explained the headache.

His gaze slammed into hers. 'I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.' He loved her. Emotion bubbled up in her throat, leaving her voice completely wrecked. 'Never,' she rasped.

It was then that stories of the dreaming disease began to circulate more widely. We heard from our customers of a girl who smelled of cooking oil, who remembered all the wars ever fought. She could recall and recount every death, every rape, every wound, every moment of suffering that had ever been inflicted by a member of her ancestral lineage. The only place she could find relief from this barrage of collective memory was in water.

I hate to distort history by saying the wrong thing. But that's just what happens with time. Your own thought in your mind how it happened 30 years later, but it really didn't happen that way.

One of the reasons wars go on is because of the price both sides have paid in blood. After a while, even if the original reason no longer matters, you keep on fighting because you don't want all those deaths to be in vain.

Do you know that when Hitler's Final Solution to eliminate the Polish Jews was first mentioned in the Times it was on page twenty-eight. And on page six of the Washington Post.

Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back.

Never tell a computer to forget it.

Memory is a magpie after chips of colored glass and ribbon rather than the upright accuracy of objective sequence.

A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.

Kuolema riistää meiltä ihmisen kokonaan ja antaa hänet meille kokonaan.

Unutacak kadar eskide ve galibada kald? hepsi.

He pried Clara's arms loose and stood up, smoothing his wrinkled coat. Clara looked straight into his face. Her eyelids were red, but her gaze was like a lance. Dr. Wintermute had a sudden, uncomfortable conviction that she had seen into his soul. It was a look he was to remember often in the weeks to come.

If it had been great sex I doubt I'd remember he tooted between thrusts.

This is the terrible thing about a tragedy. It isn't with you every minute. You forget it, and then you remember it again.

The could-have been boys still love you.

We forget all sorts of things that no one helps us remember

This is the terrible thing about a tragedy. It isn't with you every minute. You forget it, and then you remember it again. And you see it with a stark quality: This is what is required of you now, just to get along.

Don't you remember, Kate?" I snapped my fingers. "Mr. Boyd had a doctor's appointment right before he came home.

You can't ever really have enough worth that when you're gone, the spot you left won't close over.

Alguien que olvida su pasado con tanta facilidad no puede comprender el valor que tiene el mío para mí.