Quotes About Memory

If I had amnesia, I know I would fall in love with you all over again.

Past love is as good as a past dream, intangible, impossible to share.

There are just traces of me and not a shadow left…Without the traces of your iridescence to make my silhouette.

Love is the only memory one never loses, Isaac." His father had said. "Because even if one loses his mind the memory always remains in the heart.

He looked at me, that first day, like he had just found something he'd lost a thousand years ago.

There is no point reminding you the memories you don't remember.

when they asked me : why you still you use this old photo?my answer : photo? it's not a simple photo, it's a cover of a book that i can remember his story, page by page.

One can never ever forget the one who they loved in their past and that to their First Love!!'Whenever and whomever it was, your experience with your first love is etched into your memory forever..

He leaned in close and spoke low. "Wow, I don't know what the hell I did to put that look on your face, but you need to write it down so I can commit it to memory.

No, Rae, the clocks won't chime again, these clocks have marked my fall." - Fletcher Green

I could still taste her kiss on my lips as I walked along a deserted Chalk Farm Road at sunrise.

I may forget myself, but you I could never forget.

I know you are mine, not in my life bout in my memories

What is learned can never be unlearned.

She has become someone that I am bound to forget her.

I stared back at him with something that, I realize now, was close to cellular recognition. In one glance, he recalled my father, my first boyfriend, my college love, my future.

His mind was constantly thinking about her, while he decided to recite a poem that he had written for her long ago. While he narrated, the words conjured memories like ghosts into the room.

My daddy saidthat the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, the feeling just never goes away.

Stay beautiful, tay positive, and remember that you remember in this world.

If I die today, will you remember me tomorrow?The love I'm leaving behind, will you care to borrow? From a snake-shed-skin or from the sky unknownIn all living and the dead I'll dwell to groan

I never even heard her voice."And after a while:"It is a strange grief."Softly:"To die of nostalgia for something you never lived.

And so I've written everything down, too afraid of my demons and what they may say, the doubt that eats at me from the inside. Too afraid that I'll forget and it'll all be a madwoman's dream.

A future as lonely as the surface of the moon and still just the sight of him feels like a homecoming, like a song I used to know but forgot.

When I recall memories, it all seems like a film, not a reality.