Quotes About Memory

We grow up into ghosts. No

For people my age, including me, if we don't post it, it never happened. People's

things get made from belief and memory.

How does she know herself without a mother? How does she know herself without sound? I guess she knows the shape of things that aren't there instead.

I discover her anew in each black cat I see ... And it is only when I try to touch her, to make her linger yet awhile, that she dies all over again. A snowflake in my hand...

To paraphrase Walter Laqueur, a pioneer in the study of the Allies' response to the Holocaust, although many people thought that the Jews were no longer alive, they did not necessarily believe they were dead.18

To every man his little cross. (He sighs.) Till he dies. (Afterthought.) And is forgotten.

Yes, there were times when I forgot not only who I was, but that I was, forgot to be.

It sometimes happens and will sometimes happen again that I forget who I am and strut before my eyes, like a stranger.

The memory came faint and cold of the story I might have told, a story in the likeness of my life, I mean without the courage to end or the strength to go on.

Memory and forgetfulness are as life and death to one another. To live is to remember and to remember is to live. To die is to forget and to forget is to die.

To be is to think and to be thinkable. To live is to continue thinking and to remember having done so.

When I am dead I would rather people thought me better than I was instead of worse; but if they think me worse, I cannot help it and, if it matters at all, it will matter more to them than to me.

To try to live in posterity is to be like an actor who leaps over the footlights and talks to the orchestra.

Every one should keep a mental wastepaper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it — torn up to irrecoverable tatters.

God cannot alter the past, though historians can.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

God cannot alter the past, but historians can.

A friend who cannot at a pinch remember a thing or two that never happened is as bad as one who does not know how to forget.

Every one should keep a mental wastepaper basket and the older he grows the more things he will consign to it - torn up to irrecoverable tatters.

How strange it was! He wanted to remember these things very badly; he knew he did, but he could never retain them; in spite of himself they no sooner fell upon his mind than they fell off it again, he had such a dreadful memory; whereas, if anyone played him a piece of music and told him where it came from, he never forgot that, though he made no effort to retain it, and was not even conscious of trying to remember it at all. His mind must be badly formed and he was no good.

To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead.

These are the arks, the trophies, I erect,That fortify thy name against old age.

I don't think anyone should write their autobiography until after they're dead