Quotes About Recollection

We come to its aid; we falsify it by memory and by suggestion;

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Now the memories of love are no exception to the general laws of memory, which in turn are governed by the still more general laws of Habit.

cannot say, now that I come to think about it, how many times I heard the word "cousin

Marcel Proust

Suddenly there came a memory which I had not seen for a long time, for it had remained dissolved in the transparent, fluid expanses of my memory, until it formed into crystals.

Memory, instead of being a duplicate always present before our eyes of the various events of our life, is rather an abyss from which at odd moments a chance resemblance enables us to draw up, restored to life, dead impressions; but even then there are innumerable little details which have not fallen into that potential reservoir of memory, and which will remain for ever beyond our control.

there is always less egoism in pure imagination than in recollection;

But we have looked too far ahead, for all this did not happen until after the Verdurins' party which we have interrupted, and we must go back to the point at which we left off.

for as the dead exist only in us, it is ourselves that we strike without ceasing when we persist in recalling the blows that we have dealt them.

Those years of my earliest childhood are no longer a part of myself; they are external to me; I can learn nothing of them save as we learn things that happened before we were born — from the accounts given me by other people.

Marcel Proust

That is rather Pelléas, too," I suggested to Mme de Cambremer-Legrandin. "You know the scene I mean." "Of course I do" was what she said; but "I haven't the faintest idea" was the message proclaimed by her voice and features, which did not mould themselves to the shape of any recollection, and by her smile, which floated in the air, without support.

But when from a long-distant past nothing subsists, after the people are dead, after the things are broken and scattered, taste and smell alone, more fragile but more enduring, more unsubstantial, more persistent, more faithful, remain poised a long time, like souls, remembering, waiting, hoping, amid the ruins of all the rest; and bear unfalteringly, in the tiny and almost impalpable drop of their essence, the vast structure of recollection.

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For to the disturbances of memory are linked the intermittences of the heart.

also the constituents of his memory: this tittle-tattle enlightened me as to the incalculable proportions of absence and presence of mind, of recollection and forgetfulness which go to form the human intelligence;

For with the perturbations of memory are linked the intermittencies of the heart.

Marcel retrospectively remembers moments of anxious anticipation just as he imagines in advance moments when he will have forgotten what he is now feeling. For in fact we negotiate with the memory of our emotions, as much as, if not more than, with our raw emotions themselves.

The best way to keep good acts in memory is to refresh them with new.

I might have been normal but if I was I cannot remember that time.

As far as I'm concerned it's the other way round. We repeat what we remember. Only forgetfulness sets us free.

There is nothing new except what has been forgotten.

When we participate actively in our lives and open our senses to all the stimuli around us, we build memories that can be retrieved and enjoyed the rest of our lives.