Quotes About Memory

I'm sorry I remembered out loud.

The camera has a short memory. But the pen remembers forever.

And the air--I don't know how to describe it exactly--it had that strange cool spring feeling in it, that feeling as if you remember something wonderful but you're not quite sure what it is.

Every good thing we know would be lost to darkness, all unremembered, if each had not been preserved for us by some sinner with a pen.

Love never dies. Love will continue. Love keeps on beating when you're gone. Love never dies once it is in you. Life may be fleeting; love lives on! Life may be fleeting! Love lives on...

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Beethoven is said, however, to have torn out the title page in protest when Napoleon crowned himself emperor, and retitled it the Eroica, dedicating it 'to the memory of a great man' – with the emphasis on memory.

I have a pretty clear memory of most of that night, but even while it was happening, it was like a dream, where you do things you don't want to do but can't control your own actions.

When Dad was alive, the world was filled with color. Afterward, color only existed as a number on a list of hues. Everything felt muted.

remember how much I hate to

What I mean is that if I'm making up something in my head using places and situations I already know, then it goes smoothly.

I memorize my life so it's still there when i arrive again in the morning.

In April 1983

The summer remembers nothing of the winter and nature is a kind of amnesia.

If being young is a crime scene," I said, "the evidence from that night is everywhere.

MEMORY IS A KIND of friendship, a friendship with the more necessary parts of oneself. How often do we reach for the past's genial knowledge to meet the unknowables of the present, asking once again that the anterior world might blossom into life and colour the current day? In this at least I cannot be alone.

The past isn't really the past," Tully said. "It's just music, books, and films.

Be near me. The world is rowdy and nothing is certain. Do not stray. None of us was meant to face the day and the night alone, though that is what we do and memory now is a place of fading togetherness. Be near me. True love is what God intends.

It's strange. Hearing you say my name." "I can say it again if you'd like." "No, I'll remember just fine.

The dead boy floats by.

The voice has been swiftly stilled. Only the echoes and the memory remain; but they will linger.

gargantuan memory for facts

This device became a big hit. Our new challenge became how to satisfy demand for it. To put this in perspective, we were a company composed of a handful of people with a new type of design and a fragile technology, housed in a little rented building, and we were trying to supply the seemingly insatiable appetite of large computer companies for memory chips. The

A lover exists only in fragments, a dozen or so if the romance is new, a thousand if we're married to him, and out of those fragments our heart constructs an entire person. What we each create, since whatever is missing is filled by our imagination, is the person we wish him to be. The less we know him, of course, the more we love him. And that's why we always remember that first rapturous night when he was a stranger, and why this rapture returns only when he's dead.