Quotes About Memory

Men more quickly forget the death of their father than the loss of their patrimony.

los hombres olvidan más pronto la muerte de su padre que la pérdida de su patrimonio.

L'olezzo di una carneficina, credono alcuni, può aleggiare su un luogo per anni. Dicono che s'infiltri nel suolo e venga lentamente assorbito dall'intrico delle radici finché, col passare del tempo, tutto ciò che vi cresce, dal più piccolo lichene all'albero più alto, ne viene impregnato.

As well as being the banners and ensigns of human groups, languages guard our memories too. Even when they are unwritten, languages are the most powerful tools we have to conserve our past knowledge, transmitting it, ever and anon, to the next generation. Any human language binds together a human community, by giving it a network of communication; but it also dramatizes it, providing the means to tell, and to remember, its stories.

Recall is an act of disciplined reimagination, and the remote past may be beyond anyone's ken.

The scariest thing about distance is that you don't know whether they'll miss you or forget you.

It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever.

But he had been in love once, that he knew. Once and only once, and a long time ago. And it had changed him forever. Perfect love did that to a person and this had been perfect.

Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down, that way, we'll be with each other all the time, even if we're not with each other at all.

What happens in the past, is in the past. But don't be surprised if it comes back and haunts you.

His voice, even now, follows me everywhere on this longest of rides, this thing called life.

If you're going to sit on someone's tombstone, you might as well know something about them, right?

If it makes you feel better, I promise to forget.

Yet I have come to believe that while the past is unchangeable, our perceptions of is are malleable...

Even when we were standing in church and I was getting ready to take my vow I can remember wishing that you were standing there instead of him.

Why did you say you believed me ? In profile, he could see both the young woman she was becoming and the little girl he remembered. Because I trust you.

it was important to him that i know who she was, so im glad for that. but it makes me sad too. they loved each other so much, and now she's gone. it doesn't seem fair.

After I got shot, you want to know the very first thing that entered my mind? The U.S. Mint. I am coin in the U.S. Army. Now, I have two small holes in me. I'm no longer perfectly culled. Do you want to know the very last thing that entered my mind, You.

I will never forget the vision of Jamie walking towards me.

In profile, he could see both the young woman she was becoming and the little girl he remembered.

Oh yeah? What did you have last night? Turkey sandwich on wheat. With a pickle. And the night before? Turkey sandwich on wheat. No pickle. She giggled. What was the last hot meal you cooked? He pretended to rack his brains. Uh...beans and franks. On Monday.

That's the first time you said my name...and I like it

Remembering those days always aroused a mixture of emotions in her—something akin to, but not quite, nostalgia. Nostalgia was often romanticized; with these memories, there was no reason to make them any more romantic than they already were. Nor did she share these memories with others. They were hers, and over the years, she'd come to view them as a sort of museum exhibit, one in which she was both the curator and the only patron.

I finished your song, she said. Our last song.