Quotes About Memory

Il n'est pas très courant de voir un peuple durement opprimé accourir, tout juste libéré, chez son oppresseur, pour demeurer sous son administration ; il faut croire que la France, en fait, n'avait pas laissé sur l'autre rive de la Méditerranée un trop mauvais souvenir pour que ses ex-assujettis n'aient rien eu de plus pressé, à peine sa tutelle écartée, que de se précipiter sur son sol. Ou bien venaient-ils en conquérants ?

In the years since, she had discovered the sacrament of life did not demand memory. Like a leaf that drank from the morning dew, you didn't question the morning sunrise or the sweet taste on your mouth. You just drank.

In the years since, she had discovered the sacrament of life did not demand memory.

My soul left me when I was six. It flew away past a flapping curtain over a window. I ran after it, but it never came back. It left me alone on wet stinking mattresses. It left me alone in the choking dark. It took my tongue, my heart, and my mind.

Her entire life she had been running from terrifying shadows she could no longer see—and in escape she ran straight into life. In the years since, she had discovered the sacrament of life did not demand memory. Like a leaf that drank from the morning dew, you didn't question the morning sunrise or the sweet taste on your mouth. You just drank.

After a time, it seemed that the world inside the books became my world. So when I thought of my childhood, it was dandelion wine and ice cream on a summer porch, like Ray Bradbury, and catching catfish with Huck Finn. My own memories receded and the book memories became the real memories, far more than the outside, far more even than in here. B

She thinks about how sad it is that we remember the killers and not their victims.

Some of your childhood traumas may be remembered with incredible clarity, while others are so frightening or incomprehensible that your conscious mind buries the memory in your unconscious.

You may experience waves of disbelief after each memory you retrieve. Whether as a phase or waves, the disbelief is usually accompanied by massive self-hate and guilt. 'How can I even think such a thing? I must really be warped,' you tell yourself.

What most people call spontaneous recall usually involves memories that have been denied, not repressed. The survivor has always been aware that the sexual abuse happened, but he or she has studiously avoided thinking about it. A catalyst sets the memory process in motion, but the essential factor in the memory surfacing is the readiness of the survivor to deal with the reality of abuse.

Memory repression thrives in shame, secrecy, and shock. The shame and degradation experienced during sexual assault is profound, especially for children who have no concept of what is happening to them or why. Sexual abuse is so bizarre and horrible that the frightened child feels compelled to bury the event deep inside his or her mind.

The route had been renamed after the war, Sergeant Booth had told them in the taxi. Now it was known as the Road of Remembrance. To Billy, recalling Alf Dawkins with his crutches and his nervous tick, begging for half-crowns, it seemed more a case of how quickly people forgot.

Although the Indian's ancient way of life had never been as rich as they remembered it, that life had been one they understood. But now, it was gone. . . . And for them, the age of hope was ended.

I think it's wrong that so many people pass on from this existence, and take all their knowledge with them.

We were drinking a memory, one that would be forever associated with the memory of this trip.

That's right," he said, "I must remember that, not to get excited. Everybody is very thoughtful. They put you in uniform and teach you what every young man ought to know, and take you across the ocean into the middle of hell, bombs, bullets, shells, flame-throwers, your friends die right against you and bleed down your neck, and after two years of that they bring you home and turn you loose and tell you now remember don't get excited.

Wolfe's head moved. 'You've seen that play, Archie?' 'Yes, sir. I would say a quarter to ten, maybe twenty to." 'Have you seen it, Saul?' 'Yes, sir. Twenty to ten.' 'You know that?' 'Yes, sir. Just my habit of noticing things.' 'Don't disparage it. The more you put in a brain, the more it will hold--if you have one...

The more you put in a brain, the more it will hold—if you have one.

Old Time is never discreet or tactful.

You should know that your only safe secrets are those you have yourself forgotten.

The more you put in your brain, the more it will hold -- if you have one.

Just because they aren't with us doesn't mean we don't have parents anymore.

He smelled more powerfully like himself now that he was dead than he had when he was alive.

The mind remembers what the soul can bear.