Quotes About Memory

That picture of me running down the beach - I'll never forget doing that, because I made the hairdresser, who was the only man on the shoot, turn his back.

I only remember a few things about Jimmy Carter. He had big lips and liked peanuts. I now know that Jimmy Carter was and is a good man.

Some automatic device clicked in her big brain, and her knees felt weak, and there was a chilly feeling in her stomach. She was in love with this man. They don't make memories like that anymore

Things that are separate shall be united and acquire such virtue that they will restore to man his lost memory.

When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.

Memory is like all other human powers, with which no man can be satisfied who measures them by what he can conceive, or by what he can desire.

Some men's memory is like a box where a man should mingle his jewels with his old shoes.

I think he [composer Joe Raposo] was the first man who kissed me on the cheek.

I did a movie called Marathon Man and it was one of my best memories.

What would the future of man be if it were devoid of memory?

For of fortunes sharp adversitee The worst kynde of infortune is this, A man to han ben in prosperitee, And it remembren, whan it passed is.

To most men experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illuminate only the track it has passed.

Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.

A man could spend the rest of his life trying to remember what he shouldn't have said.

The spot of ground on which a man has stood is forever interesting to him.

On the mountains of memory by the world's wellsprings, in all man's eyes, where the light of life of him is on all past things, death only dies.

I left my mark on that man.

.... "death turns all men into great lovers. Would that they were equally ardent while the lady was still alive!

I understood that the man I was calling for could never ever come back. Because I understood that the man that I was calling for was dead.

Men will love to the last, but they love what is fresh and new. A woman's love can live on the recollection of the past, and cling to what is old and ugly.

A man will be generally very old and feeble before he forgets how much money he has in the funds.

If only a man could spit his past out so easily.

To expect a man to retain everything that he has ever read is like expecting him to carry about in his body everything that he has ever eaten.

A man may call to mind the face of his friend, but not his own. Here, then, is an initial difficulty in the way of applying the maxim, Know Thyself.