Memory Quotes

I think we all have our own personality, unique and distinctive, and at the same time, I think that ...

Music evokes emotion and emotion can bring it's memory.

To live in hearts we leave behind Is not to die.

...read 1984 when it came out in 1949, and found its account of the ‘memory hole’ peculiarly evocati...

Perhaps one day someone from a distant land will listen to this story of mine. Isn't this what lies ...

To be left with only the trace of a memory is to gaze at an armchair that's still molded to the form...

They, like me, like all of us, had, once upon a time, in a past so far away it seemed like heaven, c...

Remembering the past always comes with an image or a view attached.

The power of things inheres in the memories they gather up inside them, and also in the vicissitudes...

Maybe that's who you are, what you remember.

You're bigger than I remember," she said stupidly."You too," he said. "I also remember that you were...

I cut the wood however I like, but it's the grain that decides the strength and shape of it. You can...

The one charm about the past is that it is the past.

It is only by not paying one's bills that one can hope to live in the memory of the commercial class...

Memory is the diary that we all carry about with us.

Silently we went round and round,And through each hollow mindThe memory of dreadful thingsRushed lik...

I keep a diary in order to enter the wonderful secrets of my life. If I didn't write them down, I sh...

MISS PRISMMemory, my dear Cecily, is the diary that we all carry about with us.

There were sins whose fascination was more in the memory than in the doing of them, strange triumphs...

The greatest events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when one t...

Never be afraid when God brings back your past. Let your memory have its way with you. It is a minis...

I wonder if childhood is ever really happy. Just as well, perhaps. To be blissfully happy so young w...

There is no possibility of remembering what has been found and understood, and later repeating it to...

One of the poets, whose name I cannot recall, has a passage, which I am unable at the moment to reme...

I loved you without knowing it, and I looked for your memory.In empty houses I entered with a lanter...

Each in the most hidden sack keptthe lost jewels of memory,intense love, secret nights and permanent...

Memory is the space in which a thing happens for a second time.

It had felt as if I were truly awake for the first time, true knowledge running like ice in my blood...

We want things we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear...

Home is a desk. The amalgamation of a dream. Home is the cats, my books, and my work never done. All...

Is it time uninterrupted? Only the present comprehended? Are our thoughts nothing but passing trains...

Reason and memory are nearly always at odds.

It is also true that memory sometimes comes to him as a voice. It is a voice that speaks inside him,...

And if Amsterdam was hell, and if hell was a memory, then he realized that perhaps there was some pu...

Memory, therefore, not simply as the resurrection of one’s private past, but an immersion in the pas...

The pen will never be able to move fast enough to write down every word discovered in the space of m...

The past, which as always did not know the future, acted in ways that ask tobe imagined before they ...

I was never very good at exams, having a poor memory and finding the examination process rather arti...

One of my luckiest instincts lay in being able to tell when I was happy— at the time, not afterwards...

I'm thankful that my memory is good because my vision is going.

Just as he lived with them alive, he will live with them dead. Someday he will accept their death as...

Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory.

I would have no need for the Memory Of Things past if those which were Present were more agreeable

What I had experienced at the age of twenty was not yet a memory. And memory meant not that what-had...

You must remind me, little one. When I... when I lose myself - when I lose her - you must remind me ...

And Will knew what it was to see his dæmon. As she flew down to the sand, he felt his heart tighten ...

And since we don’t just forget things because they don’t matter but also forget things because they ...

Is that what eternity is for, to muck over a lifetime's minutiae? Who could have imagined that one w...

If you have so earth-creeping a mind that it cannot lift itself up to look to the sky of poetry... t...

If the Christian is a restorationist, a legalist, if he wants everything clear and safe, then he wil...

Human memory is a marvelous but fallacious instrument. The memories which lie within us are not carv...

Perhaps memory is like a bucket; if you want to cram into it more fruit than it will hold, the fruit...

The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone; not only do they tend to becomeerased as t...

In every evocation of a childhood scene, my stepfather's face is the least detailed, the most out of...

I can imagine her memories of the novel, or, more likely, of who she was and how she felt when readi...

The receding perspective of my past smothers my present. Remembering is the malignancy that feasts o...

Memory chooses to preserve what desire cannot hope to sustain.

I told her I was not sure I could bear living with memories, she said, Look up at the stars, look, t...

For the sense of smell almost more than any other has the power to recall memories and it is a pit...

Oh longing for places that were not Cherished enough in that fleeting hour How I long to make good f...

And when suddenlythe god stopped her and, with anguish in his cry,uttered the words: ‘He has turned ...

A kind of memory that tells usthat what we're now striving for was oncenearer and truer and attached...

Put out my eyes, and I can see you still;slam my ears to, and I can hear you yet;and without any fee...

No, no, one can imagine nothing in the world, not the least thing. Everything is composed of so many...

Now we wake up with our memoryand fix our gazes on that which was;whispering sweetness, which once c...

More than anything, this place feels familiar. I bury my hands in the hot sand and think about the e...

Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a paint...

Memory is an illusion, nothing more. It is a fire that needs constant tending.

Better to keep it in the old heads, where no one can see it or suspect it. We are all bits and piece...

She knew a thing she should have known all along: that dead people are like wax memory-you take them...

Learning to read music in Braille and play by ear helped me develop a damn good memory.

Our memories are independent of our wills. It is not so easy to forget.

The right honorable gentleman is indebted to his memory for his jests, and to his imagination for hi...

She saw how the mind makes forever, in order to store the things it had already lost.

My books are elegiac in the sense that they're odes to a nation that even I sometimes think may not ...

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.

Reality is not a function of the event as event, but of the relationship of that event to past, and ...

I got an image in my head that never got out. We see a great many things and can remember a great ma...

It is hard to remember.”“Remember what?”“All that goes into the making of any one moment we live. Th...

Anyway, these ideas or feelings or ramblings had their satisfactions. They turned the pain of others...

The pain, or the memory of pain, that here was literally sucked away by something nameless until onl...

At the bar on the Favoritenstrasse, Julius the policeman talked to us about dignity, evolution, the ...

I've changed my ways a little, I cannot nowRun with you in the evenings along the shore,Except in a ...

I may appear to suffer from some sort of compulsive repetition syndrome, but these rituals are impor...

Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness ...

Of all the things a man may do, sleep probably contributes most to keeping him sane. It puts bracket...

No word matters. But man forgets reality and remembers words.

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

You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its su...

You see the first thing we love is a scene. For love at first sight requires the very sign of its su...

What right does my present have to speak of my past? Has my present some advantage over my past? Wha...

Islands of memory begin to rise above the river of his life. At first they are little uncharted isla...

Learning certain things purely through memory is related to the developmental forces that are presen...

By changing our history and our memory, they try to erase all our shame.

I have a pretty good memory, but memories are time beings, too, like cherry blossoms or ginkgo leave...

Go for broke. Always try and do too much. Dispense with safety nets. Take a deep breath before you b...

human beings do not perceive things whole; we are not gods but wounded creatures, cracked lenses, ca...

Memory's truth, because memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates...

She allowed history to leave her without trying to hold it back, the way children allow a grand para...

Memory and Habit are attributes of the Time cancer. They control the most simple Proustian episode, ...