Quotes About Memory

When people bore me, I close my eyes and try to remember the order the Seven Dwarfs marched in. But it's not always the dwarfs I think about. Sometimes aI try to list all of the Canadian provinces.

I put Post-It notes everywhere to remind me of everything. I stick a ton of them on my computer monitor, telephone, and wallet. The problem now is that there are so many of them that my mind has blocked them all out. So I now need Post-It notes to remind me to look at my Post-It notes.

beneath the caged flutter of hope fear blooms in the liver as a spear where memory burns its fever across the spoke of my body

The past is never dead. It's not even past. —William Faulkner

A legacy is not about what you did while you were there it is what happens when you are gone

The truth can only be recalled, never invented.

Good writing is remembering detail. Most people want to forget. Don't forget things that were painful or embarrassing or silly. Turn them into a story that tells the truth.

You get so used to lying that after a while it's hard to remember what the truth is.

Always tell the truth - it's the easiest thing to remember.

that as long as we are being remembered, we remain alive.

A writing may be lost; a lie may be written; but what the eye has seen is truth and remains in the mind!

The only objective truth that photographs offer is the assertion that somebody or something... was somewhere and took a picture.

Do old people always live in the past? What yesterday was firm and true, may not be so today.

A maxim is the exact and noble expression of an important and indisputable truth. Good maxims are the germs of all excellence; when firmly fixed on the memory, they nourish the will.

I wonder if memory is true, and I know that it cannot be, but that one lives by memory nevertheless and not by truth.

I try to use fiction in order to reduce the potentiality of something being true. We produce our own memories so I'm not sure of truth.

Like one Who having into truth, by telling of it, Made such a sinner of his memory, To credit his own lie.

Depiction can override truth the same way that memory can override experience.

There are always three sides to every memory…yours, theirs, and the truth, which lies somewhere in between the two

I could forget that part, but it had to have been true.

A beautifully written tale that lives somewhere between landscape and memory, where regret becomes a prison, and a story told often enough becomes truth.

The truth is that the past exists no more than the future, even though it feels as though it does.

That is the beauty of memory, isn't it? Our reality is always clouded by our perceptions of truth. (Mnimi)

Because this, for better or worse, is exactly where the truth lies--at the intersection of the forgotten and the ignored, in the neighborhood of all we have tried to forget.