Quotes About Recollection

I like the fact that by mimicking the way memory works, a writer can actually write in a fluid way - one solid scene doesn't have to fall on another solid scene, you can just have a fragment that then dovetails into another one that took place 30 years apart from it.

Memory is quite central for me. Part of it is that I like the actual texture of writing through memory.

You might forget a story, but you can never unhear a story.

In order to remember who you are, you have to have known it in the first place.

Why were memories so independent? So jealous of corroborating detail?

A memory is a beautiful thing, it's almost a desire that you miss.

Then a faintness came over her; she recalled the Viscount who had waltzed with her at Vaubyessard, and his beard exhaled like this air an odour of vanilla and citron, and mechanically she half-closed her eyes the better to breathe it in. But

En vez de desviar su imaginación de él, aún más se aferraba a su recuerdo, excitándose en el dolor y buscando cuantas ocasiones se presentaban para padecerlo.

Memory sometimes makes merciful deletions.

Dazedness was uppermost, and I could scarcely recall what was dream and what was reality. Then thought trickled back, and I knew that I had witnessed things more horrible than I had dreamed.

Bellek baz? an?lar? unutmakla, bazen çok merhamet gösterir.

Life may contain the essence (what else could?); recollection, the repetition in imagination, may decipher the essence and deliver to you the elixir; and eventually you may even be privileged to make something out of it, to compound the story. But life itself is neither essence nor elixir, and if you treat as such it will only play its tricks on you.

Augustine asks, how do I remember the "happy life"? He answers: Is it like the way we remember joy? Perhaps so, for even when I am sad, I remember joy, just as when I am miserable, I remember the happy life. But I never saw, or heard, or smelled, or tasted joy with a bodily sense. I experienced it in my mind when I rejoiced and knowledge of it has clung to my memory.

Memory makes demands that you often can't keep. Memory is faulty because it insists on filling in the blanks.

She had learned that somewhere and stockpiled it in the back brain closet, the same closet where she stored information about Daryl Hannah being in Splash and Esperanza Diaz being the wrestler dubbed Little Pocahontas, the same closet that helped make Grace, in Jack's words, "Mistress of the Useless Factoid.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forget your name. I keep calling you Hipster Pundit in my head, so can I just call you Chad?

I think I'm learning how to release every day. Recognizing that everything you encounter, touch, or love can become part of you, and in essence never disappears, as long as you can recall it to memory or heart. It's all so connected that we lose everything, but also, we never lose anything.

For some reason, 1968 is a touchstone year for me. I think it was the first year I felt fully conscious.

I'd been round the world a hundred times and had started to forget where I'd been. I knew I'd been there: it said it on the tour map. I could remember the name of the city but I couldn't remember what it was like - it was a massive blur.

I'm terrible remembering lyrics. Before a tour, I have to remind myself. I have to go through the songs.

I have memories of doing 'Toys In The Attic' and being on the floor next to my drums, on my back, laughing.

I have a photograph of myself when I was 2 years of age, and I don't recognize the person in the photograph. She doesn't look anything like me, and I can't find any trace of her in me physically. And yet I remember her very, very well - even her anxiety.

He hasn't said whether he remembers the episode itself - or, if he doesn't, whether that is because it never happened or because it happened too often to keep track. More important, he hasn't said what he thinks about it all from the perspective of 2003.

For me, I'm just too bad at remembering the details of lengths of parts of songs, so if we had backing tracks, it would be a recipe for disaster.