Quotes About Memory

Life would be a lot easier if conversations were rewindable and erasable, like videos. Or if you could instruct people to disregard what you just said, like in a courtroom.

Sometimes you remember your life in photographs that were never taken.

One remembers horrors, I think, for the rest of one's life, but memories do not always remain so sharp, and with time, and new circumstance, do not affect us so powerfully.

How you die out in me: down to the last worn-out knot of breath you're there, with a splinter of life.

The only way to solace anyone who loved you in life is to be a good memory

The greatest gift in life is to be remembered.

But maybe every life looked wonderful if all you saw was the photo albums.

This moment will just be another story someday.

Each life makes its own immitation of immortality.

Memory, that library of the soul from which I will draw knowledge and experience for the rest of my life.

I decided to devote my life to telling the story because I felt that having survived I owe something to the dead. and anyone who does not remember betrays them again.

We carry the dead with us only until we die too, and then it is we who are borne along for a little while, and then our bearers in their turn drop, and so on into the unimaginable generations.

If you've ever really been poor, you remain poor at heart all your life.

It's like my whole life never happened, When I see you, it's as if I never had a thought. I know this dream, it might be crazy, But it's the only one I've got.

There are many photographs which are full of life but which are confusing and difficult to remember. It is the force of an image which matters.

I can't believe I survived, not only my life, but I am still playing football 'cause half of those eight or nine years I don't even remember.

Everything is a piece of me, a moment of my life.

I will come back as a little breeze. You will feel me on your face, and you will know that I am still listening. So you can still talk to me.

I have lived my life in the slipstream of experience

How did her life live itself without her.

Memory and hope constantly incite us to the extensions of the self which play so large a part in our daily life.

Just as eating against one's will is injurious to health, so studying without a liking for it spoils the memory, and it retains nothing it takes in.

Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavendar in a store of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.

I'm mostly influenced by life, what's around me, and my own childhood.