Quotes About Memory

I will be keeper of your secret, Talon told the silent grave of the forgotten inventor. I will be the one who remembers why we forget.

Everyone's going to remember where they were when the taps went dry, I think. Like when a president is assassinated.

Does a sick society get so used to its illness that it can't remember being well?

You're asked this a lot. Or maybe you're only asked it once, and the other times are just echoes.

And as I see it, they're all innocents. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood inno- cence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is inno- cent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true.

It began the night we died on the Kamikaze.

Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it.

It will never happen for them, but somehow he's content in knowing that in some other place and time it would have. He holds her for ten seconds, twenty. Thirty. Then she slips away, and he returns to the dining hall. In a few minutes he hears her playing, the strains of her music pouring forth, filling Happy Jack with the upbeat, pulse-pounding sound track of the damned.

You have been dead for more than three years.

We must, by law, keep a record of the innocents we kill. And as I see it, they're all innocents. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true. We must, by law, keep a record.

You'll be fine, Citra. You'll be back with Scythe Curie in no time—but you won't forget what happened today. And I hope you never forgive me.

Let the dead be dead," agreed Rowan.

Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true." Thou shalt kill. A world with no hunger, no disease, no war, no misery.

We must, by law, keep a record of the innocents we kill. And as I see it, they`re all innocents. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true. We must, by law, keep a record.

Perhaps… but you can't deny this is a turning point in your life, and every turning point must be marked by an event—one that burns itself into you as indelibly as a brand.

You can't deny this is a turning point in your life, and every turning point must be marked by an event-- one that burns itself into you as indelibly as a brand.

The child, in love with prints and maps, Holds the whole world in his vast appetite. How large the earth is under the lamplight! But in the eyes of memory, how the world is cramped!

L'oubli puissant habite sur ta bouche, Et le Léthé coule dans tes baisers.

N'es-tu pas l'oasis où je rêve, et la gourde Où je hume à long traits le vin du souvenir ?

Genius is merely childhood recollected at will.

I love recalling those antique, nude times

Think of my kind old nurse you once were jealous of . . .

Para el niño, amante de mapas y grabados, el universo es igual a su inmenso apetito. ¡Ah, qué grande es el mundo a la luz de las lámparas!, ¡qué pequeño es el mundo a los ojos del recuerdo!

Impassive clock! Terrifying, sinister god, Whose finger threatens us and says: Remember!