Quotes About Memory

I suppose no one is truly dead when we go on loving them.

month after our lunch at Sant Ambroeus. I blurted it out so loud in Orsay

The past is an inheritance, a gift and a burden. It can't be shirked. You carry it everywhere. There's nothing for it but to get to know it.

None of us knows how long any one of us has left. It could be fifty hours, could be fifty years. We're just glad we're here today. And we won't forget those who aren't.

Maddie swallowed hard and tried to channel… which actress? Damn, she couldn't think of an actress to save her life! She was on her own.

I'll remember you," she promised and did as she'd promised herself she would, she walked away.

He had no desire to take a walk down Memory Road either, especially when that road had ended in a spectacular crash with no survivors. Just the walking dead.

He was making it impossible for her to resist him, or even remember why she'd wanted to.

The kiss was hot and wet and deep and amazing, and by the time he lifted his head from hers, she could hardly remember her point, much less her name.

I had a vague memory of being that ridiculous at one time. Let he who hath never worn parachute pants cast the first stone.

Bloody hell, he gasped. Harry. There's a *knife* in my leg. When did *that* happen? In the duel, I told him. Don't you remember? I thought you'd stepped on me and sprained my ankle, Ramirez replied. Then he blinked again. Bloody hell. There's a *knife* in my guts. He peered at them. And they match.

The dead don't need justice. That's for those of us who are left looking down at the remains.

Who am I? What have I done with my life? Who can I trust? That last one is a doozy. It haunts you in moments of doubt. Sometimes when you wake up at night, you wonder if you've put your faith in the right people. Sometimes when you find yourself alone, for whatever reason, you review every little thing you know about someone, searching your memory for small, subtle things you may have missed about them.

Some things should hurt. Some things should leave you with scars. Some things should haunt your nightmares. Some things should be burned into memory. Because that was the only way to make sure that they would be fought. It was the only way to face them. It was the only way to cast down the future agents of death and havoc before they could bring things to this. The words never again mean more to some people than others.

None of my issues have included memory loss or unconscious actions, she said. Thomas squinted back at her. If they had, how would you know it? Molly frowned. Valid point.

Some words have a power that has nothing to do with supernatural forces. They resound in the heart and mind, they live long after the sounds of them have died away, they echo in the heart and the soul. They have power, and that power is very real.

He died in his sleep one night. An aneurysm, the doctors said. I found him, cold, smiling. Maybe he'd been dreaming of Mother when he went. And as I looked at him, I suddenly felt, for the very first time in my life, utterly, entirely alone. That something was gone that would never return, that a little hole had been hollowed out inside of me that wasn't ever going to be filled again.

Some things should hurt. Some things should leave you with scars. Some things should haunt your nightmares. Some things should be burned into memory.

The very sound of Creation still echoes throughout the vast darkness: The universe remembers.

It's a shadelight. Some of my men put one up whenever I lose a member of the crew. To light his shade's way back to his bunk, so he can rest.

It is the nature of the universe that things remain. Nothing ever disappears completely. The very sound of Creation still echoes throughout the vast darkness: The universe remembers

Esmerelda's blue and green eyes could have made Stevie remember being hired by Mister Snuffleupagus, if that was what she wanted.

the mind has deep rivers of memory and sensation whose existence one never suspects.

When we die we are only stories in the minds of others, I thought