Quotes About Memory

You're burned into my mind forever. There is nothing, nothing in this world that will ever change that.

It matters to me. That's what you don't get. You can't understand. You can't understand what it's like knowing what I did. That whole time being Strigoi...It's like a dream now, but it's one I remember clearly. There can be no forgiveness for me. And what happened with you? I remember that most of all. Everything I did. Everything I wanted to do.

In this one terrified moment, my mind couldn't focus on any of it. "I've forgotten everything." "No, you haven't." His voice in the darkness was calm and reassuring. He smoothed back my hair and pressed one of those half kisses to my forehead. "Just relax and focus." "His reasonable words centered me and allowed the gears of logic that ran my life to take over again.

Ma'am?" She glanced up at me, pushing her glasses up her nose as she did. "Hmm? Oh, I remember you. Miss Melbourne." "Melrose," I corrected. "Are you sure? I could've sworn you were named after someplace in Australia." "Well, my first name is Sydney," I said, not sure if I should be encouraging her.

Sydney! Stop. Think of something else. Conjugate Latin verbs. Recite the periodic table.

That memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and passionate as he spoke up for me and convinced the others of my value.

Love is..." An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always carried within me these days welled up in my chest. It was stupid, feeling so lovesick when he'd been gone less than a day, but I couldn't get him or the ways he described love out of my head. "... a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter's night. A star that guides you home.

I've seen all I need to. I'm going to go drink now in a futile effort to wipe away the memory of this debacle.

What's your name?" "What?" I asked, squinting at the light. "Your name." I recognized Dr. Olendzki peering over me. "You know my name." "I want you to tell me." "Rose. Rose Hathaway." "Do you know your birthday?" "Of course I do. Why are you asking me such stupid things? Did you lose my records?" Dr. Olendzki gave an exasperated sigh and walked off.

I couldn't remember the cats' names any better than the dogs'. Four of them were named after the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and all I could really recall was that Famine ironically weighed about thirty pounds.

For a sweet moment, the weight of human and godly concerns lifted from Justin, and he was left only with the memory of that kiss.

His form grew fainter and fainter, and just before it went altogether, I saw the hint of a smile, that laughing and mischievous smile I'd loved so much.

There will never be another name on my heart.

How do you say goodbye to someone who isn't exactly gone.

I needed no physical object to remind me of his love. I already carried it in my heart, and it would be enough to get through this.

I thought you'd forgotten," she said, legitimately surprised. it had never left her mind--especially in light of recent developments--but she'd thought it had slipped his. "I don't forget anything," he teased. "Especially something like that. Wait for me, and we'll talk.

He felt like his whole life was balancing on a razor's edge, and the easy thing, the thing he wanted most, was to jump off with her. But no matter how much he tried to ignore it, no matter how much he wanted to forget, the memory of those words spoken in that fateful dream came back to haunt him, as they so always did: You'll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.

También le he visto a usted. Ozzera. Crispin. ¿Verdad? Christian-corrigió Lissa

Estas grabada en mi mente para siempre. No hay nada en este mundo que pueda cambiar eso. • capítulo 5

It's only when we forget ourselves that we do the things that deserve to be remembered.

That's right, Philby said, remembering. You're a computer freak, aren't you, Maybeck? Freak? I'm freaking good with them, if that's what you're asking.

Steel not only had an elephant's memory, he had the ears to go along with it:

EXEUNT THE VIOLS Listen: even the ocean mourns the passage of voices so pure and penetrant, that insect hum. Who discovered usefulness? Who forgot how to sing, simply? (Magnificence spoke up briefly, followed by the race boat's break-neck dazzle.)…their last chord a breath drawn deep in a garden maze, there near the statue smiling under the stars.

I still miss those I loved who are no longer with me but I find I am grateful for having loved them. The gratitude has finally conquered the loss.