Quotes About Memory

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature. --as quoted in THE RIVER OF WINGED DREAMS

if you want your name to be remembered after your death either do something worth writing or write some thing worth reading

I am slow to learn and slow to forget that which I have learned. My mind is like a piece of steel, very hard to scratch any thing on it and almost impossible after you get it there to rub it out.

We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

I would just as soon die now, but I haven't done anything yet to be remembered by

No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.

We cannot escape history.

Gustavo Solivellas dice: Ningún hombre tiene memoria suficiente para ser un mentiroso exitoso (Abraham Lincoln)

You live it forward, but understand it backward.

Ä°nsanlar söylediklerinizi ya da yapt?klar?n?z? unutur, ama onlara neler hissettirdiÄŸinizi asla unutmaz...

How could I forget you, Darryl? You called me God.

In Berlin, there are no museums or monuments to the slaughtered Hereros, and in Paris and Lisbon no visible reminders of the rubber terror that slashed in half the populations of parts of French and Portuguese Africa. In

During and after the war, though, no one in the Allied countries wanted to be reminded that, only a decade or two earlier, it was the King of the Belgians whose men in Africa had cut off hands. And so the full history of Leopold's rule in the Congo and of the movement that opposed it dropped out of Europe's memory, perhaps even more swiftly and completely than did the other mass killings that took place in the colonization of Africa.

But memory remains, experience is a great teacher, and, after all, one has lived to play both parts. ~ E.D. Morel

Primo Levi of his experience at Auschwitz. "But they

There you go. Perfect. And can you still throw up at will like you could in sixth grade? That would be good.

We all reinvent our pasts, but writers are in a class of their own

In our family histories, the frontier between fact and fiction is vague, especially in the record of events that took place before we were born, or when we were too young to record them accurately; there are few maps to these remote regions, and only the occasional sign to guide the explorer.

Time takes life away and gives us memory...

I kissed her again and lit up once more. She tasted like peaches and laughter and I remember thinking that peaches were my new favorite fruit.

When I close my eyes, all I ever see is her face. There is no place or time without her. Where I am doesn't matter when we're apart. All I want is her.

There is no greater purpose for art than to move you, to elevate your mood, to make you think, to remind you of places you have been or places you want to build. It does everything—nourishes the soul and lifts the spirits of the people.

And now I'm old. That bus is parked permanently. The battery is dead. And I can't remember where I put the jumper cables.

But the first thing that leaves in success is the memory of what it felt like to be poor. We shed that insecurity like an old pair of shoes the moment there's money in the bank. We slip into fine leather and forget how badly our feet used to hurt.