Quotes About Memory

Cancellare il passato è un'offesa alla memoria di chi ha sofferto e all'immensa moltitudine che non è sopravvissuta.

The true beloveds of this world are in their lover's eyes lilacs opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child's Sunday, lost voices, one's favorite suit, autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.

The secret of a good memory is attention, and attention to a subject depends upon our interest in it. We rarely forget that which has made a deep impression on our minds.

She disciplined her memory to give up counting her losses. She gave her suffering one name: exile.

They carry their past in them as though safekeeping it for someone else. Very often they look at me and say, poor thing. They say I have lost a mother and am alone in the world. They feel compassion for me, for a loss that comes to all; they disregard their own extraordinary suffering.

Because history is told by the victors. Everything else falls away.

He didn't know yet that he would remember this name forever.

Remove firescales, add Queen Scarlet loyalty, subtract all memories of Clay.

Starflight was dreaming, but it wasn't so much a dream as a memory.

It was Icicle. The memory faded, but the destroyed feeling hung heavily in Moon's chest. "She killed Crane," Sora sobbed into Umber's shoulder. "I saw her. I saw her. She's the one who killed our sister.

I thought you brought me here on our first trip

you were the only NightWing dragonet who hatched on the brightest night. My egg hatched a couple of months later, here, actually. I have this really vague memory of fire and rough scales rubbing my back. I didn't remember that until I smelled

look at that river and think, I can't swim. But I remember diving into dark green oceans studded with drifting pieces of ice. I look at my claws and think, I'm clumsy and useless. But I remember winning every competition — I remember being at the top of the rankings. I feel like the air is too warm and I think I can't wait to go home and roll in snow, but I imagine being surrounded by IceWings and I immediately want to kill them all to protect my queen.

Where had he heard that before?

My mother's name was Palm,

Did you see the comet about half a year ago?" she asked. "The one that looked like an extra moon in the sky?

Maybe the tiniest flash of me dancing on Wasp's grave?

Good-bye, my dearest love, her thoughts whispered. And then … blackness rushed up toward him, enfolding him in its wings, and he was gone.

She carried a faint odor of cocktail sausages mingled with sweat. Like a fool I slipped my hand up the inside of her leg. I felt the roughness of her nylons.

It is as well, I grant you, that the family should have worn it beyond the memory of man; for your recent creations do not answer – they are nothing in comparison of your priest-king, whose merit is irrelevant, whose place cannot be disputed, nor made the subject of a recurring vote.

I remember the fact of extreme, prostrating terror,' he said ... but the inward nature of the emotion now escapes me.

But the face I would always remember best was the one that never made the pictures. The one behind the camera.

Even the smallest measure of time is greater than the greatest measure of space. Or is that a lie? Does it only seem so to us, because we can never get it back?

There have been times, what with this and that, when the whisper of words was not enough. On some shelf of memory lies a misplaced summer, one not stored away for later savoring. Surely it ended early, with unexpected fogs, with the wind sliding past through unmeasured darkness. No voice could be enough, what with this and that, and the hours falling faster.