Memory Quotes

The book is openly a kind of spiritual autobiography, but the trick is that on any other level it's a kind of insane collage of fragments of memory.

My memory's bad!

Yesterday is but today's memory, and tomorrow is today's dream.

It has always been my practice to cast a long paragraph in a single mould, to try it by my ear, to deposit it in my memory, but to suspend the action of the pen till I had given the last polish to my work.

Appealing workplaces are to be avoided. One wants a room with no view, so imagination can meet memory in the dark.

The struggle of man against power is the struggle of memory against forgetting.

Mexico is only a memory of childhood safety.

Both organizations are growing rapidly due in part to answering the urgent need in the community for services and programs to help with the day-to-day struggles that come with memory disorders.

Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!

I learned everything from that show, so it's just a wonderful memory to me. A lot of people would be embarrassed to admit that they were on 'Barney', but I embrace the fact. I just had such a wonderful time doing that show... I learned what a camera and prop is, and all that. I learned my manners too, so I guess that's a good thing!

Your body has such a memory.

Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.

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

In a memoir, I think, the contract implies a certain degree of truth. I think you have to be as true to your memory and your experience as you possibly can.

We as Americans and as humans have very selective hearing and very selective memory. We only hear what we want to hear and disregard the rest.

Time and memory are true artists; they remould reality nearer to the heart's desire.

All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look.

You can find poetry in your everyday life, your memory, in what people say on the bus, in the news, or just what's in your heart.

I feel quite connected to the past, and my memory. Everything that I've ever done I can still relate to, and feel connected to it in a way. There's no part of my life that I look at and go, 'I don't recognize that person at all.'

I must have good genes from my parents because I feel no slowdown of energy, enthusiasm or even memory.

That past is still within our living memory, a time when neighbour helped neighbour, sharing what little they had out of necessity, as well as decency.

Television, despite its enormous presence, turns out to have added pitifully few lines to the communal memory.

We know that if memory is destroyed in one part of the brain, it can be sometimes re-created on a different part of the brain. And once we can unravel that amino chain of chemicals that is responsible for memory, I see no reason why we can't unlock it and, essentially, wipe out what's there.

My first taste memory is pickle. Even as a kid, I was really weird. I liked chillis. I used to climb up the shelves in my grandmother's pantry. The pickle jar was kept right at the top. One time, I dropped the jar and it broke. I was totally busted.

Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.

My memory of those places is better than my pictures. That's why I get much more satisfaction out of shooting thematic work that has to do with an idea that I'm searching for, or searching to express.

Only people have been through that miserable time will recall the pass from their deep memory.

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

I learned that I never really know the true story of my guests' lives, that I have to content myself with knowing that when I'm interviewing somebody, I'm getting a combination of fact and truth and self-mythology and self-delusion and selective memory and faulty memory.

It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time.