Quotes About Memory

The Things that never can come back, are several - Childhood - some forms of Hope - the Dead.

In betting on races, there are two elements that are never lacking - hope as hope, and an incomplete recollection of the past.

A bad conscience makes a very good ghost.

If we keep our dreams in our head they can be forgotten, If we write down our dreams they become tangible, Once they are physical, they have taken the first step in becoming attainable.

Except heaven is a hope, and eden is a memory .

My mom used to say that's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory—hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can build off our pasts and make futures.

The way I see it, he's all we have left ofher.

Humanity is always made up of more dead than living.

Literature is the memory of humanity.

Oblivion is the rule and fame the exception, of humanity.

If my people are wiped out you must destroy all photographs of us, because future generations will look at our photographs and be too ashamed at such a crime against humanity.

The dinosaurs are remember only by their bones. What will we be remembered for with humanity?

To postpone unpleasantness is human; to forget it is divine.

The dinosaurs aren't remembered for much more than their bones. When humanity's gone, what do we give to this little planet that we're on, and what could we do collectively, removing the pride?

Memory is the crux of our humanity. Without memory we have no identities. That is really why I am committing an autobiography.

The French say that to part is to die a little. To be forgotten too is to die a little. It is to lose some of the links that anchor us to the rest of humanity.

Right now I'm having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.

Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.

First you forget names, then you forget faces. Next you forget to pull your zipper up and finally, you forget to pull it down.

History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.

Someday we'll look back on this and it will all seem funny.

Actually I don't remember being born, it must have happened during one of my black outs.

One afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in the living room in front of a roaring fire, which made him very angry. Because we didn't have a fireplace.

Always remember the last words of my grandfather, who said: 'A truck!'