Quotes About Memory

We remember with our emotions. The things that were important in our emotional life, that's what we remember.

The older we get the more we seem to think that everything was better in the past.

The Super Bowl is a game. Life is for real. What I went through helped me get to where I am today. I won't forget. I can't forget. Because a man who forgets his past sometimes loses his soul and forgets where to go in the future.

You whispered my full name and we fell asleep in each other's arms and I remember how the next morning you were gone, completely gone, and nothing in my bed or the house could have proven otherwise.

You eventually erase her contact info from your phone but not the pictures you took of her in bed while she was naked and asleep, never those.

Here at last is her smile: burn it into your memory; you won't see it often.

Maybe we were together some other time. I can't think when, I said. You tried not to look at me. Maybe five million years ago. People weren't even people back then.

and in the gloaming of her dwindling strength there yawned a loneliness so total it was beyond death, a loneliness that obliterated all memory, the loneliness of a childhood where she'd not even had her own name

Baby, you say, baby this is part of my novel. This is how you lose her.

You go to more doctors. You celebrate Arlenny's Ph.D. defense. And then one June night you scribble the ex's name and: The half life of love is forever.

La Inca shook her head. She was looking at her favorite picture of his mother on her first day at private school, one of those typical serious DR shots. What always happens. Un maldito hombre.

Don't tell her that your moms knew right away what it was, that she recognized its smell from the year the United States invaded your island.

Trauma is a time traveller, an ouroboros that reaches back and devours everything that came before.

It is probably her son she misses, or the father. Or our whole country, which you never think of until it's gone, which you never love until you're no longer there.

They sounded a lot like me and my old girlfriend Loretta, but I swore to myself that I would stop thinking about her ass, even though every Cleopatra-looking Latina in the city made me stop and wish she would come back to me.

Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die.

But she was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you'll know loss the rest of your life.

Ana Iris perguntou-me se eu o amava e eu falei-lhe das lâmpadas na minha antiga casa na capital, que estavam sempre a tremeluzir e uma pessoa nunca sabia se a luz se iria ou não abaixo. A gente interrompia o que estava a fazer e ficava à espera; não conseguíamos continuar enquanto as luzes não se decidissem. É assim que eu me sinto, disse-lhe eu.

But then in the back of his head he remembered his family — remembered how he used to be when he was younger and more optimistic.

where you'd parked your Civic.

I was seventeen and a half, smoking so much bud that if I remembered an hour from any one of those days it would have been a lot.

You glance at the offending passages. Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die. Baby, you say, baby, this is part of my novel. This is how you lose her.

She was the kind of girlfriend that god gives you young, so that you'll know loss the rest of your life.

We went back to her place on Handy and before I could really put a hurt on her she stopped everything, dragged me up from her toto by my ears. Why is this the face I can't seem to forget, even now, after all these years? Tired from working, swollen from lack of sleep, a crazy mixture of ferocity and vulnerability that was and shall ever be Lola.