Quotes About Memory

That's just pain she said. It goes eventually. And when it's gone, there's no lasting memory. Not the worst of it anyway. It fades. Our minds aren't made to hold on to the particulars of pain the way we do bliss. It's a gift God gives us, a sign of His care for us.

Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.

July is not only a season of the year; it is a season of the mind and memory. Hot days and sultry nights and crashing thunderstorms are a part of July, and to the drone of bees in the clover fields will soon be added the high-pitched sibilance of the cicada. The tang of ripe cherries and the sweetness of sunning hay...

Kindness is the most tender and effective form of leaving a memory inside people's hearts.

I love my love with an M because through all one year in riding to work and back together, we carried Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Fatal Interview" in the automobile, and learned twenty-seven of the sonnets by heart. (A traffic stop is just time enough to say a sonnet if you really know it well.)

[T]here are few mental exercises better than learning great poetry or prose by heart.

The past is never there when you try to go back. It exists, but only in memory. To pretend otherwise is to invite a mess.

I haven't lost my mind; I have a tape back-up somewhere.

Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday's trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them.

Each man's memory is his private literature, and every recollection affects us with something of the penetrative force that belongs to the work of art.

If recollecting were forgetting Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot!...

Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags and throws away food.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life. The rich colours of grass and earth were intensified by the mellow light of a sun almost warm enough for spring...

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark.

When Memory rings her bell, let all the thoughts run in.

Indeed, let us not forget, But also let us not dwell.

The two offices of memory are collection and distribution.

The brain remembers and recalls everything that's happened to us, something that comes out under hypnosis and brain stimulation. While we may not immediately recall some bit of information, that particular memory isn't lost; it's merely inaccessible and may be triggered later by some sight, smell, sound, or other stimulus.

I miss you always and every day But when I search my heart for you I find that you never went away

A song will outlive all sermons in the memory.

Good men must die, but death cannot kill their names.

Tigers die and leave their skins; people die and leave their names.

"You must love this place very much," said Miss Fenn... "So many homes are like twenty others. But this is unique, and you seem to know every cranny of it. I dare say you could never love another home so well." "Oh, I carry it with me," said Deronda... "To most men their early home is no more than a memory of their early years... The image is never marred. There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side."

What is taken from you before you get it? Your photograph.