Quotes About Memory

The past is made of memory, the future of imagination. Neither has any existence outside the realm of thought." Rupert Spira, from The Ashes of Love

Remember to remember!

looked up. "Maybe that will jog someone's memory and make them come

while and my mother took care of me. I remember the German in our house—the one she ran off with. I remember we ate rabbit and chestnuts and anything else she could find for us. She'd go off with her

On Betrayal ] ...The theme seems to be betrayal in relationships but in fact it is 'honesty' and how there are different gradations of honesty. Revealing the truth is not the only alternative to concealing it. There can be layers of carefully managed confession and revelation. Also the inaccuracy of memory itself can be a crucial factor in determining who knew what and when they knew it.

La ausencia era eso. Un lugar que uno conoce y recuerda de memoria, como si fuera una foto, donde uno falta.

A poet without memory, said Marconi, is like a criminal and nearly undone by feelings of decency. A poet without memory is an oxymoron. Because the poet is the memory of the language.

Se recordo quem fui, outrem me vejo, E o passado é o presente na lembrança. Quem fui é alguém que amo Porém somente em sonho. E a saudade que me aflige a mente Não é de mim nem do passado visto, Senão de quem habito Por trás dos olhos cegos. Nada, senão o instante, me conhece. Minha mesma lembrança é nada, e sinto Que quem sou e quem fui São sonhos diferentes.

When I die, they're going to have to bury me because if they don't, I'll stink up the place.

At my age the only problem is with remembering names. When I call everyone darling, it has damn all to do with passionately adoring them, but I know I'm safe calling them that. Although, of course, I adore them too.

If there is an after, I hope it's not dark. And I hope you can remember. I'd hate to wander around in the dark forever, not knowing who I was or what I was doin' here, or not even knowing that I'd ever had anything different.

Whenever people have trouble letting go of good things or bad things, it's because they are associated to the memory. It doesn't matter what it is, it's just like being there. If you're holding on to bad memories, it's now time to look at them and shrink them down.

Another thing to do is to freeze frame the memory. I know that sounds crazy at first, but the best thing to do then is to jump to the end, freeze-frame it and literally grab a whiteness knob in your mind and turn it very quickly so that it goes blank-out white, phhhhhp. Very quickly, so the whiteness literally replaces the memory so you can't see it.

When asked what he wants for his tombstone epitaph ] Since I'm an atheist, and have no belief whatsoever in life after death, I couldn't care less -- it's not like it'll have any impact on me, since by definition I will be completely extinguished. I guess if someone twisted my arm and forced me to provide an epitaph, it would be 'Don't forget.' Sound advice...

Consideration doth, as it were, open the door between the head and the heart: the understanding having received truths, lays them up in the memory now, consideration is the conveyer of theme from thence to the affections (571).

Father Diny interrupted to tell Joe a story about the World War II pilot with this slogan on his plane: Non illegitimi carborundum. Biden looked at him quizzically ... he didn't remember much Latin. "Loosely translated," Father Diny continued, "it means: Don't let the bastards get you down.

In fact, Reagan couldn't remember his grandchildren's names, and he had no friends, only the husbands of Nancy's friends.

Describe what is meant by "forgetting.

like maintaining the grounds of a castle when the knight, fallen in battle, will never be returning

Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.

If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name.

He is indebted to his memory for his jests and to his imagination for his facts.

The Right Honourable Gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests, and to his imagination for his facts.

There is nothing on earth so easy as to forget, if a person chooses to set about it. I'm sure I have as much forgot your poor, dear uncle, as if he had never existed; and I thought it my duty to do so.