Quotes About Memory

Von allem, was Julián geschrieben hat, ist mir immer das am nächsten gewesen, daß wir, solange man sich unser erinnert, am Leben bleiben.

Los recuerdos son peores que las balas

and I kissed his forehead, as if by doing so I could protect him from the invisible threads that kept him away from me, from that tiny apartment, and from my memories, as if I believed that with that kiss I could deceive time and convince it to pass us by, to return some other day, some other life.

When we stand in front of a coffin, we see only what is good, or what we want to see.

Sometimes he seemed to grow a little older just by looking at me and remembering.

The only revenge left for you then will be to steal from life the pleasure of firm and passionate flesh--a pleasure that evaporates faster than good intentions and is the nearest thing to heaven you will find in this stinking world where everything decays, beginning with beauty and ending with memory.

Sólo recuerdo que llovió todo el día y toda la noche, y que cuando le pregunté a mi padre si el cielo lloraba le faltó la voz para responderme.

worst blows." Clara spoke these words

No podía oír su voz o sentir su tacto, pero su luz y su calor ardían en cada rincón de aquella casa.

Siempre le había fascinado cómo, si uno sabía leer el lenguaje de las miradas y del tiempo, podía adivinar en un rostro el semblante del niño que había sido y saborear el momento en que el mundo le había clavado su dardo envenenado y su espíritu había empezado a envejecer.

As a child she'd remember everything. Everything. Then children grow up, and you no longer know what they think or what they feel. And that's how it should be, I suppose.

Ho sempre invidiato la capacità di dimenticare che possiedono alcune persone per le quali il passato è come un cambio di stagione, o come un paio di scarpe vecchie che basta condannare in fondo a un armadio perché siano incapaci di ripercorrere i passi perduti. Io ho avuto la disgrazia di ricordare tutto e che tutto, a sua volta, ricordasse me.

because he had been born to be forgotten.

Every piece of that marvelous world was a silent tear.

few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart

Seis anos depois, a lembrança da minha mãe era para mim como uma alucinação, um silêncio cheio de gritos que eu não tinha aprendido ainda a apaziguar com palavras. Zafón, Carlos Ruiz. A sombra do vento (Locais do Kindle 35-36). Companhia das Letras. Edição do Kindle.

Pocas cosas engañan más que los recuerdos

Nada mantiene mejor la memoria que el resentimiento.

Tutto è racconto (...). Quello che crediamo, quello che conosciamo, quello che ricordiamo e perfino quello che sogniamo. Tutto è racconto, narrazione, una sequenza di eventi e personaggi che comunicano un contenuto emotivo. Un atto di fede è un atto di accettazione, accettazione di una storia che viene raccontata. Accettiamo come vero solo ciò che può essere narrato.

He used to say that we exist as long as somebody remembers

Vestía de marfil y traía el mundo en la mirada. Apenas recuerdo las palabras del cura, ni los rostros prendidos de esperanza de los invitados que llenaban la iglesia aquella mañana de marzo. Sólo me queda el roce de sus labios y, al entreabrir los ojos, el juramento secreto que me llevé en la piel y que recordaría todos los días de mi vida.

I'd like you to talk to that someone about me and, through your words, make me live forever.

Carlos Ruiz Zafón

We all remain silent and they try to convince us that what we've seen, what we've done, what we've learned about ourselves and about others, is an illusion, a nightmare that will pass. Wars have no memory, and nobody has the courage to understand them until there are no voices left to tell what really happened, until the moment comes when we no longer recognize them and they return, with another face and another name, to devour everything they left behind.