Quotes About Memory

You don't have to look back to see those children; part of your mind will see them forever, live with them forever, love with them forever. They are not necessarily the best part of you, but they were once the repository of all you could become.

Sure. Sure you have. I never forget a face.

What you write down sometimes leaves you forever, like old photographs left in the bright sun, fading to nothing but white. I pray for that sort of release.

I scratched the word HELLO in small letters. ... And as names go, it's a good one, isn't it? In spite of all the damage that followed, I still think that's the perfect name for a picture drawn by a man who was trying his best not to be sad anymore - who was trying to remember how it felt to be happy.

At fifty-one you had to keep running just to escape the avalanche of your own past.

I remember that I wanted to kill It,' Bill said, and for the first time (and ever after) he heard the pronoun gain proper-noun status in his own voice.

the brain doesn't age, although its ideas about the world may harden and there's a greater tendency to run off at the mouth about how things were in the good old days.

We are our stories.

I live for my death. While it is important how you perceive me now, It is more imperative how generations to come would perceive me

How is it that time can be elastic? Sometimes years seem to go by while you're looking the other way, and sometimes-when you most long for it to pass-life-times can stretch from a few hours

I make a rule never to remember anything before last week. It makes life more interesting

How did I picture the life after the grave? I fairly bawled out at him: "A life in which I can remember this life on earth. That's all I want of it.

Remembering is organized for significance (not usefulness)

Life is merely a series of moments and is in fact an unflinching serial killer, since it kills steadily each moment one after the other. Memory is the only survivor. ("Just for a moment")

Life is a memory, then it is nothing. All law is writ in a seed.

Nostalgia... the blessing of a merciful memory.

...the mind can also be kind and does blot out those episodes of our existence that we can't erase in our consciousness.

There's a thine line between being a hero and being a memory.

It would be one hell of an addition to someone's scrapbook. (Dark City Lights)

We want so badly to be happy – to live the kinds of lives that we always hoped we'd live – that we give gifts to ourselves by remembering things not as they were, but as we wish they were.

Though you forget the way to the Temple, There is one who remembers the way to your door: Life you may evade, but Death you shall not. You shall not deny the Stranger.

The concept of Time is but the span of our memory.

I don't want to be a memory, I want to be a thought

I heard death had a name, but I forgot what it was.