Quotes About Memory

A Meeting In a dream I meet my dead friend. He has, I know, gone long and far, and yet he is the same for the dead are changeless. They grow no older. It is I who have changed, grown strange to what I was. Yet I, the changed one, ask: "How you been?" He grins and looks at me. "I been eating peaches off some mighty fine trees.

Girl never see to know from me Who was the fairest of them all. What wouldst thou say if I asked thee: Where is the snow we watched last Fall?

He didn't want to remember anymore. remembering only hurt him... everytime.

Why does anyone take photographs ever? We never look at them anymore.

Theatre, at its best, is a candle that never goes out and all of these productions, along with many more, still burn in my memory.

In a way, I think I am writing this for Leo. I have decided to keep a record of my life because I suspect my life will be short. I do not particularly want to be remembered. After all, being unknown has been essential to my work. But I sometimes think of him and I would like him to understand what it was that made me what I am.

was introduced to haikus when I was at school. I wasn't a particularly bright child and I remember liking them because they were so short.

That was a long time, an abyss into which Cecily had fallen.

Dear Minerva, You are a monster. I cannot foregive you for what you did in Tropojë last summer. How could you do that? I will never forget it and very soon I am going to kill you. Your life will come to an end in London. This will be your last Christmas!

But Pünd took his time leaving the house. Fraser knew that he was not so much searching for clues as sensing the atmosphere – he had often heard him talk about the memory of crime, the supernatural echoes left behind by sadness and violent death. There was even a chapter in that book of his. 'Information and Intuition' or something like that.

metrosexual for this folly? This was where he had died. I was reminded

It's like that poem Larkin wrote. "I have started to say 'A quarter of a century'/ Or 'thirty years back' /About my own life/It makes me breathless…

Ishiguro's Never Let Me Go, McEwan's Atonement.

His uncle, Ian Rider, had taken him on a tour of the Greek islands when he was nine years old and he couldn't help being reminded of it. It was as if nothing had changed. Except, of course, that he was now working for MI6, he was using a false name, his new best friend was a psychotic killer and he had less than a week to stop London from being destroyed.

He'd forgotten that one day Meadows would read it in my book. 'He was already

The past could liberate or imprison - it creates a nation's character, provides the nourishment or the poison a people imbibe in their very marrow.

You could grow up in Germany in the postwar years without ever meeting a Jewish person. There were small communities in Frankfurt or Berlin, but in a provincial town in south Germany, Jewish people didn't exist.

One of my favorite films is 'Psycho,' which I saw when I was 12.

To my mind, it seems clear that those who have no memory have the much greater chance to lead happy lives. But it is something you cannot possibly escape: your psychological make-up is such that you are inclined to look back over your shoulder.

I write with a mouse, because it has no psychological associations or memories or habits associated with it.

I think I'm lucky in that I can park things. I don't dwell. I've got a selective memory. I only remember the good things. I don't know what a psychologist or a psychiatrist would say about that.

People know me but can't quite place me - they squint at me like I might be their old school teacher or a woman they've seen down the local pub.

The film producers have to understand that melody is the base of Indian music - they have to come back to that. Else, we'll have short lived chart toppers which dim on public memory that moment the film if off screens.

The Chinese people have been forced to forget the Tiananmen massacre. There has been no public debate about the event, no official apology. The media aren't allowed to mention it. Still today people are being persecuted and imprisoned for disseminating information about it.