But, when nothing subsists of an old past, after the death of people, after the destruction of things, alone, frailer but more enduring, more immaterial, more persistent, more faithful, smell and taste still remain for...

Go with the boy.” The possibility of such hours will never be reborn for me.

Time has a memory with life, the universe, and everything.

As usual, he saves his wife’s for last. He leans on the cane and he looks at the headstone and he thinks about many things. Taffy. He thinks about taffy. He thinks it would take...

It follows that the one thing we should not do to the men and women of past time, and particularly if they ghost through to us as larger than life, is to take them out...

The path of memory is neither straight or safe, and we travel down it at our risk.

And if that’s the case — if we are our remembering selves — then it matters far less how we feel moment to moment with our children. They play rich and crucial roles in our...

For the record, he can tell you he actually has no memory of the accident whatsoever.

Thank God for the potholes on memory lane.

My brain tends to take the scenic route. Things come to the forefront of my mind sooner or later, it just takes time.

At the time I could no more believe my eyes than I can now trust my memory.

Sometimes we are written down in books. Or, someone tells a story in which our name figures. And so we live on, through someone else’s voice…These are the indelible marks others make of us, like...

Memory offers up its gifts only when jogged by something in the present. It isn’t a storehouse of fixed images and words, but a dynamic associative network in the brain that is never quiet and...

Memory is not an instrument for surveying the past but its theater. It is the medium of past experience, just as the earth is the medium in which dead cities lie buried. He who seeks...

In Heathrow a vast chunk of memory detached itself from a blank bowl of airport sky and fell on him. He vomited into a blue plastic canister without breaking stride.

Never hide your fear because it will become your own God, hidden inside you.

Now I stand before houses seton our secret trail, the haunt of arrowheadsand lost Indians the color of small plums,rooms in which the new boys play, tamedby computers and a summer waste of games,where once,...

A complying memory has obliterated many of them and edited my childhood down to a brief cinematic blur.

Maybe you are a memory who is supposed to live forever.

The spectacular thing about Johnny [von Neumann] was not his power as a mathematician, which was great, or his insight and his clarity, but his rapidity; he was very, very fast. And like the modern...

One year later the society claimed victory in another case which again did not fit within the parameters of the syndrome, nor did the court find on the issue. Fiona Reay, a 33 year old...

I do not want to recollect. I should be afraid of preventing the future and of allowing the past to encroach on me. It is out of the utter forgetfulness of yesterday that I create...

He was already fading. I knew that it wouldn’t be long until he was just a vague image, however much I tried to cling onto his memory.

Die Freunde, an die ich denke, sind in der Zeit gefangen wie in einem Film. Sie (viele von ihnen sind tot, verschollen) sind in dem Alter, in dem ich sie zuletzt gesehen habe; ich bezweifle,...

That’s just the way it is. I’ll always remember. She’s forgotten.

Don’t let the day go by without a handful of fun, for only those we’ll be memorable and even intensified through time

After all, Bao Bomu says, what is the past but what we choose to remember?

We are the only species on the planet, so far as we know, to have invented a communal memory stored neither in our genes nor in our brains. The warehouse of this memory is called...

I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room

Part of the function of memory is to forget; the omni-retentive mind will break down and produce at best an idiot savant who can recite a telephone book, and at worst a person to whom...

The point, I decided, wasn’t to have the autobiography or even the memories. The point was who I became when I wrote.

{Letter from Debbs to Eva Ingersoll, husband of , just after the news of death}We were inexpressibly shocked to hear of the sudden death of your dear husband and our best loved friend. Most tenderly...

He who travels much has this advantage over others – that the things he remembers soon become remote, so that in a short time they acquire the vague and poetical quality which is only given...

I know for a fact that no matter where I go, the memory and the suffering of not being with you will cripple me. I will go to work, fire up my PC, only to...

Cato said the best way to keep good acts in memory was to refresh them with new.

My mind, I know, I can prove, hovers on hummingbird wings. It hovers and it churns. And when it’s operating at full thrust, the churning does not stop. The machines do not rest, the systems...

It felt like being a child again, though it was not. Being a child is like nothing. It’s only being. Later, when we think about it, we make it into youth.

The faces you clutch at desperately slip away; it’s when you’re not thinking about them that their features flash past. It can happen on a street corner, at the turn of a staircase, because somebody...

Thus, the “memories” that people reported contained little information about the event they were trying to recall (the speaker’s tone of voice) but were greatly influenced by the properties of the retrieval cue that we...

It is warm, I am alive, I am calm and sad, I hardly know why. In this existence so even, so tranquil, and so gentle as I have here, I am in an element that...

Here and there, there are some people who are supremely endowed, … My memory goes back to Jim Thorpe. He never practiced in his life, and he could do anything better than any other football...

What makes and experience a memory is when we share with someone, the emotions we felt

Here’s to many more firsts and many more great memories.

The green of these mountains in my lungs smelled like an old friend, one who wouldn’t tell lies to you. One who understood. One who knew pain didn’t go away just because you wanted it...

Memory weaves and traps us at the same time according to a scheme in which we do not participate: we should never speak of our memory, for it is anything but ours; it works on...

You always know more than you think you know without being aware of it. You always remember best what has hurt most.Memory is a reflex of the pain. Knowledge is the memory of the pain...

…first, in order to remember, something must be forgotten; second, the place where memories are stored has no boundaries. In other words, forgetting is a twin; its tandem effect is best called “simultancous” distraction, the...

I’d trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.

We take gingko to sharpen our memories. We could be memorizing song lyrics instead.

Well, a man’s mind can’t stay in time the way his body does.