Quotes About Memory

Never look back. What's gone is now history. But in the process make memory of events to help you understand what will help you to make your dream a true story. Mistakes of the past are lessons, success of the past is inspiration.

Everyone changes, but that's okay. You just have to remember who you were.

Forgive but do not forget, or you will be hurt again. Forgiving changes the perspectives. Forgetting loses the lesson.

I don't believe in forgetting the past, Because it's always going to be a part of my life. But I can learn from it, accept it and move on!

Forgiveness is for moving forward. Not for forgetting. To forget means to lose the lesson learned from the experience.

When saying you forgive someone, then throw it in their face every chance you get. Isn't truly forgiving. Forgive but never forget.

Life is a pen. You can cross out your past, but you can't erase it.

When you awaken in morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circle flight, I am soft stars that shine at night, Don't stand beside my grave and cry, I am not there. I did not die.

If your body has muscle memory, why is it always so hard to get out of bed...

If you speak truth today. You don't have to remember anything for tomorrow.

The greatest advantage of speaking the truth is that you don't have to remember what you said.

Throughout our lives we are different people from start to finish. We don't stay the same forever, but that's good so long as you remember all the people you used to be in the past. Remember who you were and rememeber how that made you feel.

Lo que yo quería era mi madre, decirle adiós, y ya había ido muy lejos por aquel camino que llevaba a la realización de mi deseo para poder volverme atrás.

Once she is dead, we would feel qualms about being other; we now admire only what she was, what we already were, but mixed in with something else, and what henceforth we shall be alone. It is in this sense (and not in that very vague, very false sense in which it is generally understood) that we can say that death is not without its use, that the dead person continues to exercise an influence on us.

Our furthest-reaching resolutions are always made in a short-lived state of mind. I could barely conceive that the strange substance inhering in Gilberte, and radiating from her parents and the house where she lived, making me feel indifferent to everything else, could detach itself from her person and migrate into another.

Actually to recognise someone, more still, to identify him you have been unable to recognise, is to think two contradictory things under a single denomination, it is the same as saying that he who was here, the being we recall, is here no longer and that he who is here is one we never knew, that means piercing a mystery almost as troubling as that of death of which it is indeed the preface and the herald.

Combray, we used often to invite him to our house.

You will find the Comte de Crisenoy," whom I had never lost, for the simple reason that I did not know him.

Os lugares que conhecemos não pertencem tampouco ao mundo do espaço, onde os situamos para maior facilidade. Não eram mais que uma delgada fatia no meio de impressões contíguas que formavam a nossa vida de então; a recordação de certa imagem não é senão saudade de certo instante; as casas, os caminhos, as avenidas são fugitivos, infelizmente, como os anos.

but beneath the words and thoughts of an ungrateful, selfish, and cruel young man there had never been anything that might resemble my grandmother, for, in my frivolity, my love of pleasure, and accustomed as I was to seeing her as an invalid, I contained within me the memory of what she had been only in a virtual state.

The past not merely is not fugitive, it remains present.

Because I seemed to recognize the same sorts of sadness I had experienced in connection with Gilberte—or on those occasions in Combray when Mama had not stayed in my room, and also when I recalled certain pages of Bergotte

Die Erinnerung an ein bestimmtes Bild ist wehmutsvolles Gedenken an einen bestimmten Augenblick; und Häuser, Straßen, Avenuen sind flüchtig, ach! Wie die Jahre.

We come to its aid; we falsify it by memory and by suggestion;