Quotes About Recollection

Let me guess," Sloane said, though his recollection of criminal law was fuzzy. "Kozlowski ruled there was no probable cause for the initial decision to search the trunk of the car.

Tienes buena memoria. —Solo para la buena gente, los buenos amantes y el buen vino.

The thing about memories is they're rarely as you remember them.

Non-declarative memory is memories associated with skills and learning. It is acquired by practice, not by recollection.

Arkhip learned early in his career that a tape recorder was a crutch. Investigators depended on the recording and failed to listen to a witness's answers. Without listening, there was no hearing; without hearing, one could not ask intelligent follow-up questions. Opportunities not taken were opportunities lost. Arkhip took notes and maximized his intuitive abilities. With years of practice, he could recall almost verbatim what a witness had said.

I love you don't forget me whatever hpapens to me. I love you.

If you had been there you would not have noticed. You would not have noticed your own stillness in this thin slice of time. But, if you had been there and you had, in some unfathomable way, recorded the stillness, taken a negative of it as the glass plate receives the light, to be developed later, you would have known, when the thought, the recollection was finally developed, that this was the moment it began. The clock ticked. The hour struck. Everything moved again. The train was late.

If you had been there you would not have noticed. You would not have noticed you own stillness in this thin slice of time. But, if you had been there and you had, in some unfathomable way, recorded the stillness, taken a negative of it as the glass plate receives the light, to be developed later, you would have known, when the thought, the recollection was finally developed, that this was the moment it began. The clock ticked. The hour struck. Everything moved again. The train was late.

Leslie Howard.' 'Howard – yes, I remember him in The Scarlet Pimpernel. He was very good.

A student incquired at his college bookstore about a book whose author's name he could not remember, but whose queer title was, to the best of his recollection, "A World Full of Lobsters.

They had not forgotten.

What a man can't remember doesn't exist for him.

People forgot; it was in the nature of people to forget, to blur boundaries, to retell stories to come out the way they wanted them to come out, to remember things as how they ought to be instead of how they were.

You don't need a time machine if you know how to remember.

You can remember anything if you try hard enough.

anamnesis: the bringing to consciousness of forgotten things.

It is anticipation and recollection that fill the heart—never the sensation of the moment.

Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be recreated – not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.

The answers were not easy to come by, they lay in the garden of the past, which memory had dug up and replanted in plots of its own choosing.

I never know the loved being's voice except when it is dead, remembered, recalled inside my head, way past the ear; a tenuous yet monumental voice, since it is one of those objects which exist only once they have disappeared

Cosa rara, su voz que conocía tan bien, de la que se dice que es el grano mismo del recuerdo (" la querida inflexión..."), no la oigo. Como una sordera localizada...

he listened closely to what people said and filed away as much information as he could, repeating valuable information to himself until it was memorized.

You got to imagine your memory is like an old bucket, you know? Once it's filled up with old stuff there ain't no way to get new stuff in. No way at all, you understand? So I don't remember any new stuff because my old bucket is all filled up with old stuff that happened way back. You understand what I'm saying here?

I may be an old guy, but the truth is old guys remember stuff real well. Not recent things, you understand, but old things. You got to imagine your memory is like an old bucket, you know? Once it's filled up with old stuff there ain't no way to get new stuff in. No way at all, you understand? So I don't remember any new stuff because my old bucket is all filled up with old stuff that happened way back.