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Quotes About Memory

the imprint of another life, and although you can never have that life, your fingers trace the space where it might have been, and your fingers learn a kind of braille.
~ Jeanette Winterson
I looked back at you. These moments that are talismans and treasure
~ Jeanette Winterson
What makes up a life; events or the recollection of events? How much of recollection is invention? Whose invention?
~ Jeanette Winterson
el amor deja una herida que a su vez deja una cicatriz.
~ Jeanette Winterson
Yes, the past is another country, but once that we can visit and once there we can bring back the things we need.
~ Jeanette Winterson
HE: History has no smell. ME: Is that why we are nostalgic for it? HE: Breathe in, breathe out. The past doesn't stink like the present.
~ Jeanette Winterson
I kissed her, and forgot death.
~ Jeanette Winterson
Time is a great deadener. People forget, get bored, grow old, go away.
~ Jeanette Winterson
Very often history is a means of denying the past. Denying the past is to refuse to recognise its integrity.
~ Jeanette Winterson
So the past, because it is the past, is only malleable where once it was flexible.
~ Jeanette Winterson
They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it? By forgetting. We cannot keep in mind too many things. There is only the present and nothing to remember
~ Jeanette Winterson
The future id foretold from the past and the future is only possible because of the past. Without past and future, the present is partial.
~ Jeanette Winterson
If haunting is anything, perhaps that's what it is; time in the wrong place.
~ Jeanette Winterson
Bone of my bone. Flesh of my flesh. To remember you it's my own body I touch. Thus she was, here and here. The physical memory blunders through the doors the mind has tried to seal. A skeleton key to Bluebeard's chamber. The bloody key that unlocks pain. Wisdom says forget, the body howls.
~ Jeanette Winterson
yet when she first left me i thought i had blood poisoning ,i couldn't forget her,now she seemed to have forgotten everything .it made me want to shake her ,to pull all my clothes in the middle of the street and yell remember this body time is a great deadener ,people forget, get bored, grow old , go away. she said that not much had happened between us anyway, historically speaking
~ Jeanette Winterson
It frequently happens that a villainous action does not torment us the instant we commit it, but on recollection, and sometimes even after a number of years have elapsed, for the remembrance of crimes is not to be extinguished.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
pero no ha dejado de quererme sino al dejar de existir; nuestra amistad sólo ha terminado con su vida.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Ma mémoire, qui me retrace uniquement les objets agréables, est l'heureux contrepoids de mon imagination effarouchée, qui ne me fait prévoir que de cruels avenirs.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Without the study of books, such a memory as the child may possess is not left idle; everything he sees and hears makes an impression on him, he keeps a record of men's sayings and doings, and his whole environment is the book from which he unconsciously enriches his memory, till his judgment is able to profit by it.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
JIMMY BEST ON HIS BACK TO THE SUCKERPUNCH OF HIS CHILDHOOD FILES
~ Jean-Michel Basquiat
Lina couldn't sleep at first, thinking of the old songs and what they meant. Someone, long ago, had hoped that at least a few people would survive and had wanted them to remember her city and the treasure it held, the treasure that was most valuable of all - herself, her family, and all of the generations of people who had lived in that secret place, their purpose, though they didn't know it, to make sure that human beings did not vanish from the world, no matter what happened above.
~ Jeanne DuPrau
All these words, written so long ago, seemed to say to her, Remember us. We were here. We were real.
~ Jeanne DuPrau
Sure, he said. He started moving the bits around. Lets see. This looks like it must say . . . and so then this would go here . . . and this . . . He paused and looked up at her. Haven't we done this before?
~ Jeanne DuPrau
She decided to keep this letter because of the strange way it was written.
~ Jeanne DuPrau