Quotes About Recollection

Memory is a fascinating trickster. Words and images have enormous power and can easily displace actual experience over the years.

She said, "You may be able to implant an image, even a taste or a smell, but I don't think you can implant the feelings that went with the experience that created the memory.

To learn from experience, we must remember it, and, for a variety of reasons, memory is a faithless friend.

It is how humans are wired to remember. They either take more credit for success or more responsibility for failure than is their due.

All the things one has forgotten scream for help in dreams.

Dont you dare start remembering me, when i've forgotten about you.

It's funny how I can't remember what I had for dinner last night, but I always remember every last detail of what happens when I'm with you.

When you find that weariness depresses or amusement distracts you, you will calmly turn with an untroubled spirit to your Heavenly Father, who is always holding out His arms to you. You will look to Him for gladness and refreshment when depressed, for moderation and recollection when in good spirits, and you will find that He will never leave you to want.

Our life is like a Thought. It comes, but if we don't capture it, its gone. Then, however much we may try, we cant recall it again, for its gone forever.

Happy times come and go, but the memories stay forever.

The Time you shared today is the Time you will remember tomorrow.

People's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned.

I am made of memories. The memories come, and come. We are all there, goddess and mortal and the boy who was both.

Have you no more memories?' 'I am made of memories.

No tengo otro recuerdo de mi madre y es tan perfecto que estoy casi convencido de que es fruto de mi imaginación.

We are all made of memories

Her mouth tightens. "Have you no more memories?" I am made of memories. "Speak, then.

Have you no more memories?'

I am made of memories" Patroclus - The song of Achilles

The instant of birth is exquisite. Pain and joy are one at this moment. Ever after, the dim recollection is so sweet that we speak to our children with a gratitude they never understand. We speak to our parents with a sorrow unfamiliar until the day they are dying.

She knew what the Barbour aftershave would make her think of, and of course it did with its forest violets and cinnamon bark.

Jag skriver ner allt det här i blått bläck, så att jag ska minnas att alla ord, inte bara vissa, är skrivna i vatten.

The people who teach us something retain a particularly vivid place in our memories.

Words pressed themselves into her memory, like a shoe sole into soft mud, which would dry and solidify, the shoe print preserved for