Quotes About Memory

The past was both dead and alive, but between them it was simply dead.

He's…what would be the best word…he's okay. Just okay." Julia let Estelle slip by into the shop. "He has some good days and some bad days. I keep kidding him that it's a victory if he can remember enough about the day to decide whether it's good or bad.

Lo siento, abuelo, no llegué a decirte adiós. Hubiese preferido decirte hola.

o There's no way to really preserve a person when they've gone and that's because whatever you write down it's not the truth, it's just a story. Stories are all we're ever left with in our head or on paper: clever narratives put together from selected facts, legends, well edited tall tales with us in the starring roles.

There's no way to really preserve a person when they've gone and that's because whatever you write down it's not the truth; it's just a story. Stories are all we're ever left with in our head or on paper: clever narratives put together from selected facts, legends, well edited tall tales with us in the starring roles.

An Elegy, Years After Sarah" So her ceiling a map of stars. First time we made love late afternoon late winter, and after she slept how her room fogged up with dusk and paper stars she'd stuck up there in childhood came out in strange constellations and I missed the earth till her room was night her breath deepening the stars cooling down: I said come closer and her eyes — half-open, flashing back whatever light there was — went out.

and I'm thinking as our bodies meet that I'll remember this forever, and i just hope it's for all the right reasons.

He hands the page to his wife and looks across the room to Colleen's picture, listening to her absence, breathing deeply the air she can't share.

Although the past really happened—in the same way that the world is indeed out there—history is something we make.

Culture is the multigenerational hard-drive of memory, change, and innovation. Culture transforms a record of the past into a prediction of the future; it transforms memory into tradition — into rules of how to proceed. And culture is profoundly social. It exists not just in one mind, but binds together mobs of minds in a common enterprise.

Strange, how a moment of existence can cut so deeply into our being that while ages pass unnoticed, a brief love can structure and define the very topology of our consciousness ever after.

But what worse fate could there be? To remember love and know it is unattainable?

Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to compute it.

forgotten how

Yes, indeed, Senator Pinarius. It's because the author mentions his dealings with the late Marcus, blessed be his memory, and with Commodus, blessed be his reign. Anything to do with the imperial family is always guaranteed to sell, and with today's awful news, people are hungry to read anything to do with the beloved Marcus.

As the much quoted lines of a novel of L. P. Hartley put it, "The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there." I

I remember when the candle shop burned down. Everyone stood around singing 'Happy Birthday.'

Right now I'm having amnesia and déjà vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.

Everyone has a photographic Memory, some just don't have film.

I'm a psychic amnesiac. I know in advance what I'll forget.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory.

I had amnesia once or twice.

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before.

Last week I forgot how to ride a bicycle.