Quotes About Memory

I've forgotten lines all the time. Sometimes I switch verses in a song. It's just hard not to when you're doing the same thing all the time.

Memory and Habit are attributes of the Time cancer. They control the most simple Proustian episode, and an understanding of their mechanism must precede any particular analysis of their application.

O call back yesterday bid time return.

It wouldn't do to go mixing up the present and the past, and cutting bits out of one to fit into the other.

The reverse gear of time is the mind!

their histories remain.

I've changed my ways a little, I cannot nowRun with you in the evenings along the shore, Except in a kind of dream, and you, if you dream a moment, You see me there.

Meg Rosoff, What I Was

I care not that this moment's lot was thin and sparsely dealt all pleasures sweet can be forgot the instant they are felt.

But time passes. Fear becomes a memory. Terror becomes routine it loses its grip.

I REMEMBER WHEN ALL THIS WILL BE AGAIN.

Memory is not an instrument for exploring the past but its theatre. It is the medium of past experience, as the ground is the medium in which dead cities lie interred.

It's quite certain there are places to which the whole past is as though attached, on which are traced in secret letters for people who are centuries removed from us their thoughts, their will…

And there was that trick he did with time, making it speed up when we were together and drag til I saw him again.

For our last shall be the recorder of eternity.

Until we can navigate in time, I'm not sure that we can prove that what happened is real.

What's fame, after all? It can be what someone writes on your tombstone.

The way children stretch time and the way adults forget that stretch could be one of the saddest differences in the world.

The present becomes the past instantaneously. Look back by all means but remember that you're moving forward.

And a moment that ought to have lasted for everHas come and gone before I knew.

We remained talking, fighting gently or viciously for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes or perhaps a second, because it was only a dream.

A quote is a story, suspended in a sentence and treasured through time.

I remember clearly the afternoon that she stood at the corner beside the door of the tourist centre in Gdansk.

Time becomes meaningless without memory and we humans have a unique consciousness that allows us to live in the past or the future, which is actually more of a curse than a useful superpower.