Quotes About Memory

Siempre hay tres partes de un recuerdo, la tuya, la de los demás, y la verdad, que está en algún sitio en medio de las otras dos.

Marnie shook her head, trying to banish the memory, the fear and smell of him. Even now his presence seemed to fill the bed and the tiny house.

I do not like to remember that trip. Not that I was awake for much of it--for which I am grateful. I kept sliding in and out of consciousness, and believe me, the outs were much more welcome than the ins.

Instead my inner eye kept returning to the memory of our people running before a mass of orderly brown-and-green-clad soldiers, overseen by a straight figure in a black cloak riding back and forth along a high ridge.

A Wood in Sound The pine tree sways in the smoke, Which streams up and up. There's a wood in sound. My legs lose themselves Where the river mirrors daffodils Like faces in a dream. A cold wind and the white memory Of a sasanqua. Warm rain comes and goes. I'll wait calmly on the bank Till the water clears And willows start to bud. Time is singed on the debris Of air raids. Somehow, here and now, I am another.

Once a possum was cooked in the house, people said, twenty years later you could smell it….

That's the way it is with me. I don't just see things as they are today. I see them as they were. I see them all around in time. And this is bad. Because it makes you think you know a place. Because it makes you think you know the people in it.

And isn't it funny, she thought, that it takes two generations to kill off a man? … First him, and then his memory. …

They are dead, all of them. I am caught and tangled around by their doings. It is as if their lives left a weaving of invisible threads in the air of this house, of this town, of this county. And I stumbled and fell into them.

And isn't it funny, she thought, that it takes two generations to kill off a man? ... First him, and then his memory. . . .

Memories cool to different temperatures at different speeds.

Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones.

you'd think my own face would know me...

remember the metallic sound and taste of all of it. And the outrage.

I will not forget this one moment in my life, she promised herself

You keep thinking of the little children," Eleanor said to Theodora, "but I can't forget that lonely little companion

No one ever remembers just a bad thing, they remember all around it, all that happened before it and after it, and of course, she told herself consolingly, one bad thing is probably enough.

Now what was here, she wondered, what was here and is gone, or what was going to be here and never came?

She could not remember ever being truly happy in her adult life; her years with her mother had been built up devotedly around small guilts and small reproaches, constant weariness, and unending despair.

When I was a child," Theodora said lazily, "—'many years ago,' Doctor, as you put it so tactfully—I was whipped for throwing a brick through a greenhouse roof. I remember I thought about it for a long time, remembering the whipping but remembering also the lovely crash, and after thinking about it very seriously I went out and did it again.

Some lives, ending as Miss Fielding's would, leave a grain of memory, like a grain of sand, in the depths of another mind, a grain of sand which is like the constant irritation under an oyster's shell, eventually to grow with coating after coating of disguising beauty into a pearl. Sometime this memory would be pried loose, in its rounded beauty, to stand by itself as an object of delight.

A scattered dream that's like a far-off memory... a far-off memory that's like a scattered dream... i want to line the pieces up... yours and mine.

As he grew older, his voice became rusty and only the weeping remained—but it was the sort of weeping that could move a wall, or wake the dead.

Then she held out her hands, though all she could say was a single whispered word: "Pa-pa …" Please don't think any worse of me for having tears in my eyes now.