Quotes About Memory

Because I want to be remembered.

When people consider the meaning of genocide, they might only think of corpses being pushed into mass graves. But a person can be genocided - can have every connection to his past severed - and live to be an old man whose ribcage is a haunted house around his heart.

My mother once made a quilt from dozens of pairs of second- and third- and fourth- hand blue jeans that she bought us at Goodwill, the Salvation Army, Value Village, and garage sales. My late sister studied my mother's denim quilt and said, 'That's a lot of pants. There's been a lot of ass in those pants. This is a blanket of asses.

He felt split in two, one crazy man eating hair and one rational man watching a crazy man eat hair. He chewed and swallowed the last pieces of his father's life. He felt like he was building a museum of pain, a freak show, where he was the only visitor viewing the only mutant screaming the only prayer he knew: Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back, Daddy. Come back Daddy...

I loved the smell of ocean water. Salt always smells like memory.

But people forget.

If you don't like the things you remember, then all you have to do is change the memories. Instead of remembering the bad things, remember what happened immediately before.

I think you forget things on purpose," my mother's ghost said.

The United States wants all of us to forget the crimes it committed against the indigenous. The United States wants us to forget. The United States wants us to forget. The United States wants us to forget.

dear old friends, dear old lovers, do you realize that when you voted for Trump, you voted against me—against the memory of the person I used to be in your lives?

Elvis Presley is still showing up in 7-11 stores across the country, even though he's been dead for years, so I figure music just might be the most important thing there is.

Can a writer forget something that he's written in one of his own books? Yes, of course.

How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to justify what we feel now.

How much do we remember of what hurts us most? I've been thinking about pain, how each of us constructs our past to justify what we feel now. How each successive pain distorts the preceding.

And it's not the good stuff that I recall. No. It's the most traumatic shit that plays in the 3D IMAX Theater of My Mind.

My mother and grandmother's conversation doesn't belong in the cloud.   That old song is too sacred for the Internet.   So

Son, things have never been like how you think they used to be.

So maybe they are mute with post-traumatic stress. Maybe they don't know how to talk about Mike. I often wonder why I'm the one who remembers All the pain. Why am I the one who remains obsessed By the bloody nose, but rarely remembers any joy?

My mother was a lifeguard on the shores of Lake Fucked.

When people consider the meaning of genocide, they might only think of corpses being pushed into mass graves. But a person can be genocided—can have every connection to his past severed—and live to be an old man whose rib cage is a haunted house built around his heart.

I don't grieve everybody that I have lost.

There are always three sides to every memory…yours, theirs, and the truth, which lies somewhere in between the two

I can't believe you married a justice nymph and have yet to learn anything from her. There are always three sides to every memory, Z. Yours, theirs, and the truth, which lies somewhere in between the two. (Acheron)

They say when you're about to die, you see your entire life flash before your eyes. They lied. The only thing Nick Gautier could see flashing was Kyrian Hunter's vampire fangs.