Quotes About Reminiscence

Las cosas ocurren solo un determinado número de veces, en realidad, muy pocas. ¿Cuántas veces más recordarás cierta tarde de tu infancia, una tarde que forma una parte tan entrañable de tu ser que ni siquiera puedes imaginar la vida sin ella? Quizá cuatro o cinco veces más. Quizás ni eso. ¿Cuántas veces más verás salir la luna llena? Quizás veinte. Y sin embargo todo parece ilimitado.

While most people in the arts think they have to be constantly looking forward to be edgy and creative....the real secret of creativity is to go back and remember.

a sound, a smell, or a memory could bring it back to mind.

Your memory has always been given to opportunistic revision.

that were very familiar. He saw his father.

He had started to forget what it was like to hit one out of the park. After Sullivan

As a way of getting in touch with my origins every night I set the alarm clock for the time I was born so that waking up becomes a historical reenactment...

She smelled of talcum powder and Big Red.

Long brooding over those lost pleasures exaggerates their charm and sweetness.

It was over these few worthless papers that she brooded and brooded. She lived in her past life-every letter seemed to recall some circumstance of it. How well she remembered them all! His looks and tones, his dress, what he said and how-these relics and remembrances of dead affection were all that were left her in the world. And the business of her life, was-to watch the corpse of Love.

I count myself in nothing else so happy as in a soul remembering my good Friends

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Be as thou wast wont to be. See as thou wast wont to see.

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought...

she let her mind drift back to the day it was signed, some six years earlier.

but I ain't seen 'em in twenty years.

The music in my heart I bore Long after it was heard no more.

Memories come to mind like excavated statues that have misplaced their heads.

I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.

Mamaji remembered, Father dreamed.

People have an annoying habit of remembering things they shouldn't.

Mas lembrar-se com saudade é como se despedir de novo.

Cuántas otras palabras habré perdido? ¿A qué lugar de la memoria irán a parar las palabras olvidadas?

Memory is a tough place. You were there.