Quotes About Memory

Yes. It doesn't matter what happens; no matter where a child goes—how far or how long. Even if it's forever. You never lose them. You can't.

Well," I said, "he drinks a bit. And he's rather fond of sheep. But he might remember the words to the wedding ceremony.

Aye, and it had a thing on top like a wee club, only wi' a knob to each end, and the club was tied to the box wi' a sort of black cord, curled up on itself like a piggie's tail. Jem saw it, and he reached out his hand, and said, 'I want to talk to Grandda.' And then I woke." He leaned his head back farther, so as to look up into my face. "Would ye ken what a thing like that might be, Sassenach? It was like nothing I've ever seen.

EÄŸer Zaman biraz olsun Tanr?'ya benzeyen bir ÅŸeyse, o halde Haf?za'n?n Åžeytan olmas? gerektiÄŸini düÅŸünüyorum.

It would take a real daftie to forget that, Sassenach," he said. "I may be lacking practice, but I havena lost all my faculties yet.

I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ just came." The need to find out as much as I could made me add the little else I knew. "I think—I think it has something to do with being able to fix your mind on a certain person who's in the time you go to." Her

And his place shall know him no more.

I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ am not quite sure, to tell you the truth. Perhaps it is only an effort to reconcile my memories of last night with the Ã¢â'¬Â¦ er Ã¢â'¬Â¦ actuality of the experience?

Is it true - that I won't forget? He paused for a moment, hand on her hair. Aye, that's true, he said softly. But it's true, too, that it willna matter after a time.

All the time the ghosts flit past and through us, hidding in the future. We look in the mirror and see the shades of other faces looking back through the years; we see the shape of memory, standing solid in an empty doorway. By blood and by choice, we make our ghosts; we haunt ourselves.

Perhaps you are too young to know the power of hate and despair. Quarry's voice spoke in Grey's memory. He was not; he recognized them at once in the depths of Fraser's eyes.

No, there are a good many arguments ye might make about that, but in the end, such choices come down to one: You kill when ye must, and ye live with it after. I remember the face of every man I've killed, and always will. But the fact remains, I am alive and they are not, and that is my only justification, whether it be right or no.

The memory of that sort of wish--the bone-deep need to have contact of any sort, a longing that harrowed the soul, a hollowness that could not be filled--struck me so hard that I couldn't speak. Jamie had haunted me--in spite of all my efforts to immerse myself in the life I had. Would I have found the strength to come back, if he hadn't remained as a constant presence in my heart, in my dreams?

I won't forget you, she said silently to the dead. It seemed so pitiful a thing to say—so small and futile. And yet the only thing in her power.

The lines of stress in Grey's face eased a little. "I see," he said slowly. "So—you have not seen him since—my God, that's twenty years!" He stared at me, dumbfounded. "And four months? Why—how—" He shook his head, brushing away the questions.

She was ten when our mother died, Jenny

Jamie stood quite still, feeling his heart beat, watching. It was one of those strange moments that came to him rarely, but never left. A moment that stamped itself on heart and brain, instantly recallable in every detail, for all of his life.

J'ai connu une jeune fille de ce nom Amélie," Fergus said. "Mais elle est morte.

We keep it so to remember," he said. "To show to the weans, and tell them when they ask—this is what the English are.

When the day shall come, that we do part," he said softly, and turned to look at me, "if my last words are not 'I love you'—ye'll ken it was because I didna have time." This book is for my Sister, Theresa Gabaldon

He's so distraught about that woman that I dinna think he even remembers he's the heir to the thrones of Scotland and England," Jamie said, returning from one of these expeditions.

We push experience aside and forget about people far too quickly.

I can remember what I ate in the most important moments in my life.

I think I ate at the John Hancock building - I loved the view.