Quotes About Memory

Che nessuno recordi I'll tuo nome. Requiescat in Pace." ("May no-one remember your name. Rest in peace.")

There died a myriad,And of the best, among them,For an old bitch gone in the teeth,For a botched civilization.Charm, smiling at the good mouth,Quick eyes gone under earth's lid,For two gross of broken statues,For a few thousand battered books.

Nothing matter but the quality/ of the affection—/in the end—that has carved the trace in the mind dove sta memoria

FRANCESCA You came in out of the night And there were flowers in your hands, Now you will come out of a confusion of people, Out of a turmoil of speech about you. I who have seen you amid the primal things Was angry when they spoke your name In ordinary places. I would that the cool waves might flow over my mind, And that the world should dry as a dead leaf, Or as a dandelion seed-pod and be swept away, So that I might find you again, Alone.

Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into people's faces, / Will you find your lost dead among them?

A great spirit has been amongst us, and a great artist is gone.

I do not like to remember things any more. I like one little band of winds that blow In the ash trees here: For we are quite alone Here 'mid the ash trees.

One thought follows on the other, they are not distinct objects with clear boundaries; rather, one thought anticipates the next and thereby contains it. The thought that comes afterward contains the memory or trace of the former. Thus, the movement of thought within the mind requires a mathematics of implicate forms.

No man stops caring as long as he breathes. As long as he has a mind and memory, he will care. This is what separates us from the animals. We have feelings.

Only with steadfast memories can we now be strong so as to undo the mistakes of the past, to begin anew and build from the rubble of their betrayal...

Absences can also make one forget. Absence dulls the memory and banishes those who are precious from the mind.

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

Policy is not that complicated! One only needs a clear conscience and therefore, a bad memory...

Heard of her,' Hillary said, thinking back. 'Tall woman

went on as if nothing had happened.' She shook her head in wonder, as if unable to believe her memory. 'You were working in reception at the time? You do work at the surgery where Michael Ivers was a

It is the dignity with which one goes to his death that is remembered by all, What of life, it comes and goes

I'm just a notch on your bedpost but you're just a line in a song.

My heart still full of her, Traveled over her face, and found her there no more... I thought to myself that a women unknown Had adopted by chance that voice and those eyes And I let the chilly statue pass Looking at the skies. Alfredde Musset

I have dementia," Lucien stated. Mack couldn't have been more stunned if he'd knocked the art books off the coffee table and started breakdancing on it. She tried to speak, but nothing came out. "I

His pulse quickened at the thought of accompanying Tiana to a ball, seeing her all dolled up in a beautiful gown. He could see her now! Actually, he could see it. Naveen squinted in confusion. Had he seen her in a ball gown already?

A man's memory is bound to be a distortion of his past in accordance with his present interests, and the most faithful autobiography is likely to mirror less what a man was than what he has become.

I am not all she devil. A she devil has no memory of the past - she is born afresh every morning. She deals with the feelings of today, not yesterday, and she is free. There is a little bit of me left, still woman.

You must read, Alice, before it's too late. You must fill your mind with the invented images of the past: the more the better.

No matter how important the present appeared, it soon turned to the past