Quotes About Memory

First love is only once in a lifetime, and it remains only in memory.

I love you. They can't take it away.

Ive seen Fried Green Tomatoes too many times. I love life stories told in flashback.

... Love never forgets; or if it does, it is an imperfect love, like the beautiful love of a dog, faithful and unreasoning.

Where intuition finds, love follows, and memory and all the soul as well.

As long as we can love each other, and remember the feeling of love we had, we can die without ever really going away.

Jude wasn't just my first love. He was my forever love.

Remembrance is a necessary expression of love, internally.

I think living with the absence of someone we love is like living in front of a mountain from which a person - a speck in the distance, on some distance ridge - is perpetually waving.

The year I turned ninety, I wanted to give myself the gift of a night of wild love with an adolescent virgin.

this one whom habit of memory propels to the ground of his making, sleeper only the mortal sounds can sing awake, this blessing love gives again into our arms.

A broken heart is a monument to a love that will never die; fulfillment is a monument to a love that is already on its deathbed.

I love this idea of the body as a trauma archive!

How easily this unthinking family love was forgotten.

Love receives its death-wound from aversion, and forgetfulness buries it.

To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her, or if not I, the imprint of myself - my fossil-love

They tell me, Lucy, thou art dead, that all of thee we loved and cherished has with thy summer roses perished; and left, as its young beauty fled, an ashen memory in its stead.

Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.

To cultivate the memory we should confide to it only what we understand and love: the rest is a useless burden; for simply to know by rote is not to know at all.

Impossible not to imagine the dead observing us. Our love for them a soft, shimmering gossamar that trails behind us.

I really love to set things in places that are real to me.

"Gender trouble" is old. I mean, you know, in New York, it is old. I mean it's sweet. I mean people are really kind about it but it's like a former love affair you had and you're done.

Knowing and understanding the people we love most is a process that continues well beyond their deaths... and is never complete.

Just because she's dead it doesn't mean I stopped loving her or that she stopped loving me. It's just her body that left. The love didn't. —Jenna Richards