Quotes About Recollection

Maybe you are a memory who is supposed to live forever.

It takes just one day to remember one day! Mind today, for one day, you shall remember one day

Memories and emotions could be the greatest form of torture.

Dad, she's beautiful. I remember where she was standing.

Sylvia Plath and I met a long time ago. A really long time ago. Was it a summer day? No! It was a wintry November morning!

I tend the flowers of my mindWatering our memories as they bloom

Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams.

The mind forgets, but the heart will always remember. And what is the heart's memory but love itself?

What I learned on my own I still remember.

the phrase kept repeating itself in my head.

While we have a highly unstable memory, a diary provides indelible facts recorded more or less immediately; it thus allows the fixation of an unrevised perception and enables us to later study events in their own context.

Memory knows before knowing remembers," William Faulkner wrote.

Podría ser que viviese una vida más real en su fuero interno que en el ambiente tan ingrato de la oficina del administrador. Las evocaciones del desfile, el tumulto de la batalla, las melodías de viejas músicas heroicas, escuchadas treinta años atrás, tales escenas y ecos estaban aún vivos en su recuerdo.

But we can't choose what we forget. The more we try to forget something, the more we end up remembering it.

I have more memories than if I had lived a thousand years.

I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.

I don't remember going to bed, but in the morning, there I was.

The music of memory has its own pitch,/which not everyone hears.

Everytime i have turned the page he re-enters my life as awkward as postscript

It was Aldous Huxley who observed, "Every man's memory is his private literature.

Every man's memory is his private literature.

Ruthie handed me a leather-bound notebook and said she wanted me to fill it with everything I could remember.

Freshman year of college, one of my coaches was out with family friends or whatever. Somebody said my name and kind of stuttered it or mumbled it. He was like, 'What'd you say? Mr. Biscuit?' instead of Mitchell Trubisky. It kind of stuck that week of practice, and that's what all the boys started calling me.

The creditor hath a better memory than the debtor.