Quotes About Memory

It is strange how the memory of a man may float to posterity on what he would have himself regarded as the most trifling of his works.

Sweets to the sweet; farewell!

And by my grave you'd pray to have me back So I could see how well you look in black.

In Flanders' fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place, and in the sky, The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard among the guns below.

When lilacs last in the dooryard bloom'd, And the great star early droop'd in the western sky the night, I mourn'd - and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring.

I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.

And when he is out of sight, quickly also he is out of mind.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.

How we remember, what we remember, and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.

"I can forgive, but I cannot forget" is only another way of saying, "I will not forgive." Forgiveness ought to be like a canceled note-torn in two and burned up so that it never can be shown against one.

Much unhappiness results from our inability to remember the nice things that happen to us.

Time's passage through the memory is like molten glass that can be opaque or crystallize at any given moment at will: a thousand days are melted into one conversation, one glance, one hurt, and one hurt can be shattered and sprinkled over a thousand.

There is a magic in the memory of a schoolboy friendship. It softens the heart, and even affects the nervous system of those who have no heart.

Every man of genius is considerably helped by being dead.

The poet's scrolls will outlive the monuments of stone. The Genius survives; all else is claimed by death.

He who receives a good turn should never forget it; he who does one should never remember it.

Happiness? That's nothing more than health and a poor memory.

Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory.

To improve your memory, lend people money.

Went in at the one ear and out at the other.

What is buried in the past of one generation falls to the next to claim.

Humour is emotional chaos remembered in tranquillity.

Sir, I see a lot of documents in my day-to-day business, and I can't tell you every document that I've seen. It may have passed across my desk. It may not have passed across my desk. I truthfully cannot answer that question, other than to say I don't remember.