Since we live in the heads of those who remember us, we lose control of our lives and become who they want us to be.

I thought I can throw away all my memories but whenever I tell my mind to do it, memories stick it more…!!

When I was a little boy, say 17 months old, I lived in the forest. I was raised by bears. We had a good time. We laughed a lot. At least I think we laughed...

He was a prisoner to the calendar, he realised, as we all were. He thought in little boxes that were to be ticked off and filled with things to do. Almost every day he thought...

Regard for the past only extends to its outward forms.

All loss is one, and one loss becomes all, a single death is the key to the gate that bars memory.

A scene should be selected by the writer for haunted-ness-of-mind interest. If you’re not haunted by something, as by a dream, a vision, or a memory, which are involuntary, you’re not interested or even involved.

Amy, she’s got a memory like an elephant, and a body like a meow.

The oversupply of some semiconductor products, such as memory chips, has depressed sales revenue, … However, we are still optimistic about the industry’s position, because the demand for newer and more powerful chips continues to...

The only thing I have left to remember her by is the scent of her perfume. I just broke into her car and stole the bottle.

That is, Jack thought, the way of life. The horror changes us, because we can never forget. Cursed with memory. It starts when we’re old enough to know what death is and realize that sooner...

He was on her mind but she doesn’t let anyone stay for too long.

The thought of her gave me such a continual anguish that I could no more forget her than an aching tooth. It was involuntary, hopeless, compulsive. For years she had been the first thing I...

Anna woke with the wonderful feeling bad sleepers have when they know they have slept well. As if they have stolen something and got away with it. At these times the memories of what led...

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 will of its own. You think...

Once upon a time, this idea of having a trained, disciplined, cultivated memory was not nearly so alien as it would seem to us to be today.

I prefer to rely on my memory. I have lived with that memory a long time, I am used to it, and if I have rearranged or distorted anything, surely that was done for my...

The more vast the amount of time we’ve left behind us, the more irresistible is the voice calling us to return to it. This pronouncement seems to state the obvious and yet it is false....

What business does memory have with time?

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

The reality that I had known no longer existed. The places that we have known belong now only to the little world of space on which we map them for our own convenience. None of...

You can never replace someone you love like that. Eventually the memories won’t be so hard on you. With time, the memories will make you smile and you will be grateful for having them.

People will forget what you saidPeople will forget what you didBut people will never forget how you made them feel.

The power of things inheres in the memories they gather up inside them, and also in the vicissitudes of our imagination, and our memory–of this there is no doubt.

The day that I left my home, I had prayed that my children would forget me. I wanted to spare them the pain of remembering. But that night, as I crouched in the white mist,...

We enshrine things to memory very differently than we experience them in real time. The psychologist Daniel Kahneman has coined a couple of terms to make the distinction. He talks about the “experiencing self” versus...

Pegi just recorded “I Don’t Want to Talk About,” written by Danny Whitten, the original Crazy Horse guitar player and singer who’s all over Early Daze, an album of songs from the beginning of Crazy...

Life demands more thinking than remembering.

To remain vital, culture must be renewed in the minds of the members of every generation. Outsource memory, and culture withers.

Our nemesis is time, against which we have a single ally, memory, and even it betrays us.

I’ve allowed some of these points to stand, because this is a book of memory, and memory has its own story to tell. But I have done my best to make it tell a truthful...

Memory is essential to who we are, and memories can be both implicit and explicit – unconscious and conscious.

Memory and Habit are attributes of the Time cancer. They control the most simple Proustian episode, and an understanding of their mechanism must precede any particular analysis of their application.

The defensive back has the shortest memory on the field. People are going to make some plays and you’re out there on an island so, the percentages are against you. You just try to win...

I step back further, until I feel cold tiles against my back. It is then I get the glimmer that I associate with memory. As my mind tries to settle on it, it flutters away,...

But maybe that’s what the dead do. They stay. They linger. Benign and sweet and painful. They don’t need us. They echo all by themselves.

I’ve changed my ways a little, I cannot nowRun with you in the evenings along the shore,Except in a kind of dream, and you, if you dream a moment,You see me there.

I will continue my path, but I will keep a memory always.

Infinito —y no histórico— es Aquiles por su cólera y su amor, independientemente de que haya o no existido; como infinito será Cristo por su impracticable filosofía, regístrelo o no la Historia. Esas metáforas, esas...

Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of...

Memory is the mother of all wisdom

The road wasn’t too friendly to us the last time. I’m already getting a bad memory. Hopefully, we’ll have a better response on the road overall than the last game and give ourselves a chance...

When the cold comes to New England it arrives in sheets of sleet and ice. In December, the wind wraps itself around bare trees and twists in between husbands and wives asleep in their beds....

There’s nothing like a re-creation of the event. Which is lucky. Think if one could fully remember perfume or kisses! How wearisome the reality of them would be!

He thought of his remembrance of Jordan, thought of how it hurt to even look at Isabelle and Clary. Without memory, they were lost. And nobody wanted someone they loved to be lost.

As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.

My hate is stronger than the dimensions, stronger than memory, stronger than time. My hate is now the truest part of who I am.

You will die but the words you speak or spoke, will live forever.

Only those with no memory insist on their originality.

Except heaven is a hope , and eden is a memory .