Quotes About Memory

Beer dulls a memory, brand sets it burning, but wine is the best for a sore heart's yearning.

Cuando estás muerto, nadie te busca. Los viejos enemigos no intentan ajustar cuentas contigo. La gente no te busca para que le narres historias.

Ben's training has given me a memory so clean and sharp I have to be careful not to cut myself sometimes.

Everyone knows one story, I thought. Everyone knows at least one.

Lord but I dislike poetry. How can anyone remember words that aren't put to music?

The strings felt strange against my fingers, like reunited friends who have forgotten what they have in common.

A recuperar lo q deje guardado en el baul de la indiferencia

I don't remember starting out that morning, but I do remember trying to sleep and feeling quite alone except for a dull, bittersweet ache.

Si estad leyendo esto, seguramente estoy muerto

Pensé en la forma de sus labios, el sonido de su voz, el olor de su cabello.

Beer dulls a memory, brand sets it burning, but wine is the best for a sore heart's yearning." He paused and turned to looked at me, his brow furrowed. "I can't remember the rest of that. Can you?" "Never heard it before," I said. "But Teccam claims that out of all the spirits, only wine is suited to reminiscence. He said a good wine allows clarity and focus, while still allowing a bit of comforting coloration of the memory.

I couldn't remember whether I'd slept on the floor out of fear of assassins or bedbugs.

But Teccam claims that out of all the spirits, only wine is suited to reminiscence. He said a good wine allows clarity and focus, while still allowing a bit of comforting coloration of the memory.

What could you possibly offer me that is worth the price of remembering?

a good wine allows clarity and focus, while still allowing a bit of comforting coloration of the memory.

Can't remember the end of that last line. Lord but I dislike poetry. How can anyone remember words that aren't put to music?

Y, suavemente entretejido en todo aquello, la música de fondo de un laúd. Era débil, los otros ruidos la apagaban casi por completo, pero yo la distinguí con la misma claridad con que una madre distingue el llanto de su hijo aunque esté lejos de él. Esa música era como un recuerdo de la familia, de la amistad y de la agradable sensación de pertenencia a algo.

Los huesos se sueldan. El arrepentimiento perdura para siempre.

I'd grown so accustomed to finding her that now I caught glimpses of her when she wasn't there.

It had felt as if I were truly awake for the first time, true knowledge running like ice in my blood. The memory exhilirated me for a moment, then left me with a broken cord of loss.

I have a good memory. That, perhaps more than anything else, sits in the center of what I am. It is the talent upon which so many of my other skills depend.

He recognized me. Not as other people would, not as a budding hero out of stories. Tapis had no time for such things. He remembered me as the smudgy, starveling boy who fell down his stairs fever-sick and crying one winter night. You could say I loved him even more for that.

Encontrar el camino no era difícil, lo difícil era luchar contra el recuerdo de la pesadilla claustrofóbica, que avanzaba en su interior, como una marea… Pero tenía valor; es decir, luchaba contra el miedo de no saber, contra el temor de la incertidumbre, y su lucha era efectiva porque sabía que no podía escoger.

Aveva un odore semplice, il mare, ma nello stesso tempo così vasto e unico nel suo genere, che Grenouille esitava a suddividerlo in odore di pesce, di sale, di acqua, di alga, di fresco e così via. Preferiva lasciare intatto l'odore del mare, lo custodiva intero nella memoria e lo godeva indiviso. L'odore del mare gli piaceva tanto che avrebbe desiderato una volta averlo puro, non mescolato e in quantità tale da potersene ubriacare.