Quotes About Memory

But since he had The genius to be loved, why let him have The justice to be honoured in his grave.

One fancies that what one loves cannot die.

It is a rich storehouse for those who love quotations. It is as full of fine bon mots as a Christmas pudding is full of plums.

Someone once told me years ago that there was nothing so dead as a warmed-over love affair.

Touch has a memory. O say, love, say, What can I do to kill it and be free?

I shall never forget you. I have never forgotten anyone whom I once knew. My life has never been crowded, and seems not likely to be so.

I'm a crumbled up piece of paper lying here, 'cause I remember it all too well

Nor did he think of Celia any more, though he could sometimes remember having dreamt of her. If only he had been able to think of her, he would not have needed to dream of her.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight!You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death.

I think it is all a matter of love the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes

You know that place between sleep and awake, that place where you still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.

If I had a camera, ' I said, 'I'd take a picture of you every day. That way I'd remember how you looked every single day of your life.

...some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to repeat themselves.

I never understood how men could remember all those details about sports but, yet, were incapable of remembering where they set their car keys or wallet.

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder, but absence also dulls the memory and then we tend to forget who we were missing in the first place.

Beauty exists not in what is seen and remembered, but in what is felt and never forgotten.

I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.

What really happened doesn't matter. What matters is how we agree to remember it.

I know now, just quite howMy life and love might still go onIn your heart, in your mindI'll stay with you for all of time.

The need in me beautiful is to look back on you forever!!

Hope on you is worthless because you make a mark to forgot