Quotes About Memory

Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest, as long as I am living! You said I killed you - haunt me, then!

Eduardo se sintió tan entontecido como tantos otros lo han estado antes que él y lo seguirán estando en lo sucesivo, el día en que llevó al altar a Catalina, tres años después de la muerte de sus padres.

Cijeli je svijet strašna zbirka podsjetnika da je ona doista postojala i da sam je ja izgubio.

Are you possessed with a devil,' he pursued, savagely, 'to talk in that manner to me when you are dying? Do you reflect that all those words will be branded in my memory, and eating deeper eternally after you have left me?

For what is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her? I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped on the flags! In every cloud, in every tree - filling the air at nights, and caught by glimpses in every object, by day I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men, and women - my own features - mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!

He didn't pray for Catherine's soul to haunt him. Time bought resignation, and a melancholy sweeter than common joy. He recalled her memory with ardent, tender love, and hopeful aspiring to the better world; where he doubted not she was gone.

Any relic of the dead is precious, if they were valued living.

for what is not connected with her to me? and what does not recall her? I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped in the flags! In every cloud, in every tree - filling the air at night, and caught by glimpse in every object by day - I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men and women - my own features - mock me with a resemblance. The entire world is a dreadful collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her!

Te consta que mientes al decir que yo te he matado, y te consta también que tanto podré olvidarte como olvidar mi propia existencia.

GeçmiÅŸteki mutluluÄŸu hat?rlamak beni periÅŸan ediyordu. Dahas?, geçmiÅŸin hayalini akl?mda tutman?n çok büyük tehlikesi vard?, çünkü yemeÄŸi h?zl? kar??t?r?rsan elinde olan? da ziyan edersin.

No se acuerda de aquellos tiempos en que él era todo el mundo para ella, y ella lo único que él conocía

No se acuerda de aquellos tiempos en que él era todo el mundo para ella, y ella lo único que él conocía en el mundo

And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?

My mother's ghost lived in the courtyard of one of Ashur's undersea castles.

We examine our sense of reality, of memory, and we must conclude that it is flawed.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: 'T will keep. I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

But it is growing damp and I must go in. Memory's fog is rising.

There is a pain – so utter – It swallows substance up – Then covers the Abyss with Trance – So Memory can step Around – across – opon it – As one within a Swoon – Goes safely – where an open eye – Would drop Him – Bone by Bone.

Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.

There is a pain so utter, it swallows being up; The covers the abyss with a trance So memory can step around, across, upon it.

Los que son amados no pueden morir, Porque amor significa inmortalidad.

But are not all facts dreams as soon as we put them behind us?