Quotes About Recollection

I probably remember more about 'The Dick Van Dyke Show' than Dick Van Dyke does.

Even under normal conditions, how we can distinguish various events, various experiences, and be able to reproduce it later is, of course, a very interesting question and, I think, one that we face in day to day life.

Most of what we know about human life we know from asking people to remember the past, and as we know, hindsight is anything but 20/20. We forget vast amounts of what happens to us in life, and sometimes memory is downright creative.

I don't forget nothing. It's a vault up here.

Sometimes you have to be reminded where you were at the time, and songs are a good vehicle for that. It's so funny how those things are connected with your memory.

Memory is funny. Once you hit a vein the problem is not how to remember but how to control the flow.

When I was a child, I was certain that I could remember what it was like to live on Venus; I could remember what it was like to live in the American Plains. I could remember. And it's ancient memory. We all have it. It's just that some of us access it more than others.

For an average noun or an average verb, an average mind can quickly create reference. Where did they hear it? See it? What does it remind them of? What is its connection? When was it last used in conversation? What has been my experience with it? A host of memories appear when you hear a word you remember.

Memory is the way we keep telling ourselves our stories - and telling other people a somewhat different version of our stories.

To predict the next note, you can't just look at the previous note or the previous five notes. The correct prediction may rely on notes that occurred a long time ago.

Everything in the past is memory, everything in the future is imagination. . .

This can't be true but I remember it.

Drink to me! I just realized that I've slept with everyone at this table! ~Nell

without memory, man is nothing more than a bit of flesh on the planet's surface. Then they rake the grass and carry the garden furniture from the terrace to beneath the roof of the shed, they deflate the rubber dinghy that Richard hasn't tried out a

one that lingers long upon the retina of memory.

This was the start of a period that blurs as I try to recall it. Incidents seem to cascade and merge. Events become feelings, fellings become events. Head and heart are contrary historians.

You remember everything people say to you?' I locked into his eyes. 'Everything /some/ people say to me.

Some memories remain close; you can shut your eyes and find yourself back in them. These are first-person memories—I memories. But there are second-person memories, too, distant you memories, and these are trickier: you watch yourself in disbelief.

In the days that follow, he begins to remember things about Moushumi, images that come to him without warning while he is sitting at his desk at work, or during a meeting, or drifting off to sleep, or standing in the mornings under the shower. They are scenes he has carried within him, buried but intact, scenes he has never thought about or had reason to conjure up until now.

What was stored in memory was distinct from what was deliberately remembered, Augustine said.

What was stored in memory was distinct from what was deliberately remembered

She had no recollection of crossing a line that drove her to desire a woman's body. With Lorna she found herself already on the other side of it.

But when I come out of the woods, when I see the basket, scarcely a handful of words remain. The majority disappear. They vanish into thin air, they flow like water between my fingers. Because the basket is memory, and memory betrays me, memory doesn't hold up.

I've taken away everything I could think of, and yet what remains is enough. These days many more people come to my work, and once they see my work they will always recognize it.