Quotes About Memory

Memory, with its fugitive adjustments, is the merciful veil to the grim enactments of the first law. It hides the anguish in the human heart which is always craving for perpetuity.

There is no spot on earth that is free from loss. On this street, or in this room, someone lay down or was put down and was no more. Someone held someone else for the last time here. Rivers and lakes and oceans are full of people who vanished beneath the surface and were never seen again. Wherever you are standing, wherever you call home, someone left the earth there. Everyone we love dies and disappears.

Good-by, then, old friend. . . . in that wider world of being of which this little Cambridge world of ours forms so infinitesimal a part, we may be sure that all our spirits and their missions here will continue in some way to be represented, and that ancient human loves will never lose their own.

The cubs began to tell him the story of the big bird that flew in the window and broke the lamp. It was harder to tell the second time. For one thing, they couldn't quite remember how they had told it the first time.

And the rain was brain colored and the thunder sounded like something remembering something.

And the rain is brain-coloured, and the thunder is like something remembering something.

And the rain is brain colored, and the thunder sounds like somthing rembering somthing.

According to materialistic science, any memory requires a material substrate, such as the neuronal network in the brain or the DNA molecules of the genes.

Cómo ejercitar la memoria para que aprenda a olvidar?

Quien olvida fácilmente, pasa mejor el examen de su vida.

When smashing monuments, save the pedestals. They always come in handy.

No one reads; if someone does read, he doesn't understand; if he understands, he immediately forgets.

In every room this is still your house, your history. And if in the morning I rise like a ghost, outside it is still winter and sun bright, and snow like the memory of a long rain.

Now, the edges of these memories sharpen. I see the cracks in the studio floor beneath her feet, The lack of turnout in her fifth position.

Los libros sólo se escriben para, por encima del propio aliento, unir a los seres humanos, y así defendernos frente al inexorable reverso de toda existencia: la fugacidad y el olvido

One only makes books in order to keep in touch with one's fellows after one has ceased to breath, and thus to defend oneself against the inexorable fate of all that lives - transitoriness and oblivion.

My today and each of my yesterdays, my rises and falls, are so diverse that I sometimes feel as if I had lived not one, but several existences, each one different from the others.

I will tell you the whole story of my life, and it is a life that truly began only on the day I met you. Before that, there was nothing but murky confusion into which my memory never dipped again, some kind of cellar full of dusty, cobwebbed, sombre objects and people.

I had an irresistible desire to make a last effort to awaken your memory.

He listened yet more intently to what was within him, to the past, to see whether that voice of memory truly foretelling the future would not speak to him again, revealing the present to him as well as the past.

Memory is so corrupt that you remember only what you want to; if you want to forget about something, slowly but surely you do.

Mais maintenant, brutalement sortie de ce tumulte, je voulais encore une fois revivre, pour en jouir rétrospectivement, bribe par bribe, ces émotions fugitives, grâce à cette façon magique de se tromper soi-même que nous appelons le souvenir...À vrai dire, ce sont là des choses que l'on comprend ou que l'on ne comprend pas. Peut-être faut-il avoir un cÅ"ur brûlant, pour les concevoir.

her bir ayr?nt?y? s?? bellekten deÄŸil de, sadece yürekten gelebilecek bir berrakl?kla görebiliyorum.

el momento apasionado que se apaga sin dejar rastro en el humo del olvido.