Quotes About Memory

To be able to look back upon ones life in satisfaction, is to live twice.

Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.

But Strauss was not a student; he was a powerful, thin-skinned, vengeful man easily humiliated. He left the hearing room that day very angry. "I remember clearly," said Gordon Dean, another AEC commissioner, "the terrible look on Lewis' face." Years later, David Lilienthal vividly recalled, "There was a look of hatred there that you don't see very often in a man's face.

street, but he had forgotten the number of the house. He remembered only that it was a multiple of seven. "So we drove up and down the street," Kamen recalled, "and finally found Number 3528, a multiple of seven, all right. Thinking about it now, I wonder sometimes whether he wasn't pulling everybody's leg a little bit. . . . He had this overwhelming temptation just to snow you.

If they [won], it would only be because they didn't forget what they were. Who they were. And that it was worth it to fight just for that.

Ash hob die Kamera vom Schoß und machte ein Foto von ihren Knien, dann von einem ihrer Schuhe. Beide Bilder verschwanden im Rucksack. "Kunst?" "Sie schüttelte den Kopf. "Nur mein Leben.

Familien sind Bücher, die mit Blut geschrieben werden. Die Erinnerung an den Anfang schwindet, je näher man dem Ende kommt. Die vorderen Seiten mögen vom Gewicht der hinteren erdrückt werden, aber jedes Blutbuch braucht sämtliche Seiten mit all ihren Makeln, um vollständig zu sein.

My Dearest Breena, They will remember us. Long after these wars have been mourned and then forgotten long after Summer and Winter fairies lay aside their rancor for one another and forget that they have ever tasted hatred they will remember – Summer fairies and Winter too – of a fairy king who loved his queen. - Prince Kian

Kalina stood staring a moment after he had gone, trying to piece together what had happened. A stranger – a strange smell, like the bark of trees, or the musk of the woods – an arm around her, something against her lips. She could not remember the order of events – a kiss, then a rustle in the trees, then his arms, then a stranger – or was it

Memory is all we really have. All we are. Without memories to give us a context for what's happening around us, anything could be happening.", Falling (FADE Book 2) by Kailin Gow

My family looks at me without recognition. Of course they do. They've been Faded. I remember them, but they have no recollection of my ever existing.", Celestra Caine from FADE by Kailin Gow.

So long as I remember the things that count. ", FADE by Kailin Gow

When I heard you were dead, Heraclitus, tears came, and I remembered how often you and I had talked the sun to bed. Long ago you turned to ashes, my Halicarnassian friend, but your poems, your Nightingales, still live. Hades clutches all things yet can't touch these.

Tradition is not only a protective, conservative principle; it is, primarily, the principle of growth and regeneration… Tradition is the constant abiding of the Spirit and not only the memory of words.

Grief was what you owed the dead for the necessary crime of living on without them.

How horrifying that morning when you wake up and your first thought is not of the person who has left. That's when you know, I will never die of a broken heart.

This is the worst of our ways of remembering--this tendency to prod the crust of anecdote in the hope of releasing a gush of piping-hot symbolism.

On those days, Hasan understood what Ami had meant when she said that there are memories that cannot be spoken of, because to speak of them imperfectly is to rob the of something vital, though to leave them intact, inside, is to leave no space for anything else in your life.

Aneeka must learn to think of him as lost forever. It was possible to do this with someone you loved, Isma had learned that early on. But you could learn it only if there was a complete vacuum where the other person had been.

My history is your picnic ground,

In that part of my mind that only remembers life before fourteen, Raheen, I'll love you forever.

Remembering the story made me smile, and it was only when I smiled that I realized I had been crying.

life's nectar lies in experience, rather than reward. Rewards fade from memory. Experiences remain forever.

And understand this: life's nectar lies in experience, rather than reward. Rewards fade from memory. Experiences remain forever.