Quotes About Memory

The phobic has no other object than the abject. But that word, "fear"- a fluid haze an elusive clamminess- no sooner has it cropped up than it shades off like a mirage and permeates all words of the language with nonexistence, with a hallucinatory, ghostly glimmer. Thus, fear having been bracketed, discourse will seem tenable only if it ceaselessly confront that otherness, a burden both repellent and repelled, a deep well of memory that is unapproachable and intimate: the abject.

My buildings will be my legacy... they will speak for me long after I'm gone.

Sólo si queda escrito que existimos, lo que hicimos y en qué creíamos, nuestra historia no será olvidada.

recuerdo de Jesús. Luego entraron en la

pasado nos acompaña en el presente y lo hará en el futuro. No podemos cambiarlo, pero sí intentar que ese pasado no se convierta en un problema

Não se pode alterar a história, a história foi o que foi.

Rehearsels, actually." "Rehearsals?" "For the-" Oh,no. "-musicale." The Smythe-Smith musical.It finished off what the Crusades had begun.There wasn't a man alive who could maintain a romantic thought when faced with the memory-or the threat-of a Smythe-Smith musicale.

I miss my dog." ... "What was his name again?" "Mouse." "That was very unkind of you." "Naming him mouse?" "Isn't he a greyhound?" "I could have named hum Turtle." "Frederick!"... "It's better than Frederic," Annabel said, "Good heavens, that's my brother's name.

She should have been relieved that she did not do something she was sure to regret. But she wasn't. She wanted her regrets. She wanted them desperately. She wanted to do something she knew she should not, and she wanted to lie in bed at night letting the memory keep her warm.

And then, very sweetly, he kissed her. It tasted like the past. It tasted like her very heart.

His memory of her never quite lived up to the enchanting reality of her face.

She closed her eyes, and Daniel could practically see the memory washing over her face. 'It was such a lovely night,' she whispered. 'Midsummer, and so very clear. You could have counted the stars forever.

it was easy to forget about someone one never saw.

except that Sir Lionel tended to forget the middle bits of the stories, and his "mots" weren't terribly "bon.

I was two when we left Indiana, and I don't really remember it that well.

I saw my first indoor bathroom when I was 9.

No one's memory is infallible, of course - quite the opposite.

I think I was an infant when I was on 'Gilmore Girls.'

Those who have lost an infant are never, in a way, without an infant.

Music is so much a part of me: my parents told me that when I was an infant, I wouldn't eat unless the radio was playing music.

There was a writer in the '20s called Christopher Morley, who I remember a little bit of, who had some influence on me, but I couldn't tell you what it was.

I think I became a writer because I didn't know of anything else to do. Maybe some incident from my childhood influenced me.

The past has to inform the present.

Sometimes when Zelina is injured or something, sometimes when I go to the ring and Zelina's not in my corner, something is confused or like I forgot something.