Quotes About Memory

Quindi bisogna essere parsimoniosi. Ciò che si altera ricordando ha comunque una sua realtà, che la si conosca o meno.

The next great war wont arrive until everyone who remembers the last one is dead.

Do you think that your fathers are watching? That they weigh you in their ledger book? Against what? There is no book and your fathers are dead in the ground.

Just remember that the things you put in your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, don't you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

He knew that those things we most desire to hold in our hearts are often taken from us while that which we would put away seems often by that very wish to become endowed with unsuspected powers of endurance. He knew how frail is the memory of loved ones. How we close our eyes and speak to them. How we long to hear their voices once again, and how those voices and those memories grow faint and faint until what was flesh and blood is no more than echo and shadow. In the end perhaps not even that.

Zapomeneš, co si chceš pamatovat a pamatuješ si, co chceš zapomenout.

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair.

It was the nature of his profession that his experience with death should be greater than for most and he said that while it was true that time heals bereavement it does so only at the cost of the slow extinction of those loved ones from the heart's memory which is the sole place of their abode then or now. Faces fade, voices dim. Seize them back, whispered the sepulturero. Speak with them. Call their names. Do this and do not let sorrow die for it is the sweetening of every gift

Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.

Los que no pueden recordar la sangre de la guerra son siempre los más ardientes para la lucha.

The other thing is the old people, and I keep comin back to them. They look at me it's always a question. Years back I dont remember that. I dont remember it when I was sheriff back in the fifties. You see em and they dont even look confused. They just look crazy. That bothers me. It's like they woke up and they dont know how they got where they're at. Well, in a manner of speakin they dont.

Man glömmer det man vill minnas och man minns det man vill glömma.

Yeah. He aint here to say though, is he? I dont know. Someways I think he'll always have a say.

Como num daqueles jogos que se jogam nas festas. Diz a palavra ao ouvido do seguinte. Por isso, sejamos parcimoniosos. Aquilo que alteramos nas recordações também em a sua realidade, conhecida ou não.

dwindling slowly on the road behind him like some storybook peddler from an antique time, dark and bent and spider thin and soon to vanish forever.

I suppose in the end what we have to offer is only what we've lost.

If I dont come back tell Mother I love her. Your mother's dead Llewelyn. Well I'll tell her myself then.

Esquecemo-nos de algumas coisas, não é? Sim. Esquecemo-nos do que queríamos recordar e recordamos o que queríamos esquecer.

You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget

Le cose ci sono e poi non ci sono più. Credo che sentirne la mancanza vuol dire sperare che tornino. Ma le cose non tornano

For the most part they were dead by rumor. A yellowed scrap of newsprint. A letter. A telegram.

What do you think the old man would of done? You know what he'd of done. Boyd took the stem from his teeth and threaded it through the buttonhole on the pocket of his ragged shirt and looped and tied it. Yeah. He aint here to say though, is he? I dont know. Someways I think he'll always have a say.

There is a fusion in the memory of events which is at loose ends where reality is concerned. You wake from a nightmare with a certain relief. But that doesn't erase itself. It's always there. Even after it's forgotten. The haunting sense that there is something you have not understood will remain long after.

Los recuerdos de los hombres son inciertos y el pasado que fue difiere muy poco del pasado que no fue.