Quotes About Memory

I do remember, and then when I try to remember, I forget.

Promise you won't forget me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred.

Pooh looked at his two paws. He knew that one of them was the right, and he knew that when you had decided which one of them was the right, then the other one was the left, but he never could remember how to begin. "Well," he said slowly.

There, just inside the gates, was Mary. He was only six, but even then he knew that never would he see again anything so beautiful. She was five; but there was something in her manner of holding herself and the imperious tilt of her head which made her seem almost five-and-a-half. [From John Penquarto A Tale of Literary Life in London

Darla's head bled profusely after the crash. Roslyn's tongue tingled as she remembered tasting the gooey substance out of curiosity.

He would not stay for me, and who can wonder? He would not stay for me to stand and gaze. I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder, And went with half my life about my ways.

A forgotten past is a past that is yet to be. A forgotten history is a memory missing from our collective conscience. An incomplete history is like an incomplete mind that has forgotten who it is and where it came from.

I think women gather up into themselves what they have been through much more than we (men) do. To them, what is past becomes a real part of them, as much a part of them as a limb; to us it's always something external, at the best the rung of a ladder, at the worst a weight on the heel.

History is not another name for the past, as many people imply. It is the name for stories about the past.

Study of the past often turns into love of the past and a desire to keep it.

That's just the way it is. I'll always remember. She's forgotten.

Do they really help? It's just a few pictures in an album in your head, after all. In between those scenes you do remember there are hundreds, thousands, of scenes you've forgotten. So are you remembering the truth?

S'il existe un cimetière des mots arrachés aux êtres qui comprennent, je veux pouvoir m'y promener.

You will forget. Life is like that. Everything goes in time. Memories blur, pain diminishes. I remember my wife as one remembers a bird or a flower

On our way home we throw the apples, the biscuits, the chocolate and the coins in the tall grass by the roadside. It is impossible to throw away the stroking on our hair

Je n'étais encore qu'un enfant. Mais je n'ai rien oublié. — Vous oublierez. La vie est ainsi faite.

Let me not die unremembered

Well, she certainly had a point there. It wasn't easy remembering you were an august personage.

Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… It remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.

Elkins sat and watched her go down the hall. He had always loved red hair. His first love, a girl in his third grade class, had red hair. And he had always liked white shorts on a shapely woman.

Let's face it, our memories aren't perfect. We don't get anything exactly right.

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