Quotes About Recollection

I'm trying to go over my lines. I woke up on the floor, somebody had me in their arms. I didn't quite know who, people looked so unfamiliar. That's about all I remember.

I have total recall. I remember being born. I remember being in the womb, I remember being inside. Coming out was great.

Rhyme is a mnemonic device, an aid to the memory. And some poems are themselves mnemonics, that is to say, the whole purpose of the poem is to enable us to remember some information.

When I tell my colleagues that I remember 1969, 1974 and 1987, their eyes glaze over, but I'm afraid I do remember them, and I therefore err on the side of caution.

I had written my master's thesis on Ezra Pound on 'The Cantos.' And don't ask me about it. I don't remember anything about it.

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

I do enjoy thinking about the past.

My dad thinks I have a photographic memory.

My early memories of 'Who' are clouded by time and confused by repeats and reissues. I have no direct recollection of the first two Doctors and none at all of the first season of the Pertwee era. By the last two seasons of the Third Doctor, I was properly hooked.

His nerve, his memory, and I can't remember the third thing.

We often talk about people with great memories as though it were some sort of an innate gift, but that is not the case. Great memories are learned. At the most basic level, we remember when we pay attention. We remember when we are deeply engaged.

What we hold in our heads - our memory, our feelings, our thoughts, our sense of our own history - is the sum of our humanity.

God has given each one of us a gift greater than a thousand I.B.M. machines. It is called a memory, and everything that passes through our five senses is stored in this faculty.

I've probably done more than a thousand interviews, and I can't remember what people asked me two months ago or two days ago.

Afterward, Sara didn't really remember falling asleep, still wearing her robe although she meant to get dressed and had had Serafina lay out a pair of jeans and a blouse for her. In any case, she had slept. And there had been dreams -- of the unsettling kind she didn't want to recall.

Memórias. Parece estranho, mas o fato é que memórias são também objetos que acumulamos. Estão guardadas no nosso tesouro.

there's no harm in indulging in a little nostalgia. What is nostalgia, after all, but an attempt to preserve that which was good in the past?

Odd, how some little incident, some snatch of conversation comes back to one again and again in the most unlikely places.

Sometimes when she told stories about the past her eyes would get teary from all the memories she had, but they weren't tears. She wasn't crying. They were just the memories, leaking out.

But destiny has an indelible memory.

Another recollection of Duveen's was of being taken by his father to see the elder J. P. Morgan in his London house, at Prince's Gate. His Uncle Henry, who had by then become a pet of Morgan's, had told Morgan that his brother was, next to him, the highest authority on Chinese porcelains.

La mémoire est aussi paresseuse qu'hypocrite, elle ne retient que les meilleurs et les pires souvenirs, les temps forts, jamais la mesure du quotidien, qu'elle efface.

What is a person if not the sum of her memories?" —Lela Dax

Está cerca que tú te olvides de todo y también lo está que todos te olviden.