Quotes About Memory

Who remembers that it was Kirk who introduced us to the cell phone?

I couldn't bring this sorrow home. Couldn't tell my wife. Wouldn't tell my children. As my friend Edward Dee says, we live in the worst twenty minutes of someone else's life. So I leave it behind . . . where it happened . . . where it belongs . . . not in my house.

The past is constructed of memory, the future of expectation

The reason we remember song lyrics more easily than poetry is that music is stored in the cleaner, mathematical side of our brains. Poetry is shoveled into the cluttered, creative side.

Your enemies remember you more than your friends.

And when Rambo whispered to me, assuring me of my nearest death, I was relieved at my parents' absence, for my death like all death should be a death and an end- no memory, no photograph, no stories and no mother's tears. In death everything should cease. All else is nothing but human vanity and make-believe.

There is no dignity for the dead. There are only ceremonies for the living

I have total recall. I remember being born. I remember being in the womb, I remember being inside. Coming out was great.

Learning to read music in Braille and play by ear helped me develop a damn good memory.

Goodbye don't mean gone.

Learning to read music in Braille & play by ear helped me develop a [very] good memory.

The lesson of these new insights is that our brain is entirely like any of our physical muscles: Use it or lose it.

Phosphatidylserine is a natural constituent of the cell membrane but is found in especially high concentrations in the brain. Supplementing with phosphatidylserine slows down memory loss and has been shown to reverse memory loss in some patients with age-related memory decline. It also lowers levels of cortisol, a principal hormone of aging.

Hoewel we de illusie hebben dat we beelden met hoge resolutie ontvangen van onze ogen, stuurt de oogzenuw slechts contouren en aanwijzingen over interessante punten in ons blikveld naar het brein. We 'hallucineren' eigenlijk de wereld vanuit ons corticale geheugen.

Fredkin was quoted by Robert Wright in the 1980s as saying, There are three great philosophical questions. What is life? What is consciousness and thinking and memory and all that? And how does the universe work? …

En noches así siempre se anda uno preguntado cuánto ha olvidado y cuánto de todo esto va a recordar en el futuro.

Siempre he estado enfermo [...] No puedo recordar el nombre de las enfermedades, pero recuerdo el dolor. Como alguien que ha perdido la casa y aún guarda la llave.

Hay cosas que no pueden olvidarse, como el ruido de los aviones o el frío en las manos.

No puedo recordar a mi hermana, me pregunto sin embargo qué acerca a la gente al cañón de una escopeta y qué nos mantiene al resto alejados.

Es el recuerdo, no el olvido, el verdadero invento del demonio

La memoria es el perro más estúpido, le lanzas un palo y te trae cualquier otra cosa.

When those who name dead people have gone, there just remains the calmness of foreign cemeteries, in which nothing appears familiar and nothing frightens you.

En noches así siempre se anda uno preguntado cuánto ha olvidado y cuánto de todo esto va a recordar en el futuro. Después los antidepresivos detienen todos esos malditos neurotransmisores y uno ya no se pregunta nada.

Es curioso comprobar cómo se echan de menos sensaciones que no son buenas, pero a las que uno se ha acostumbrado