What you see is not what wee se. What you see is distracted by memory, by being who you are, all this time, for all these years.

I can’t believe you don’t remememember my name.

Only with steadfast memories can we now be strong so as to undo the mistakes of the past, to begin anew and build from the rubble of their betrayal…

Sometimes memory is the only gift we give ourselves and the only hope we have of finding our way home.

If one wishes to be instructed–not that anyone does–concerning the treacherous role that memory plays in a human life, consider how relentlessly the water of memory refuses to break, how it impedes that journey into...

Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor...

Of course, thanks to the house, a great many of our memories are housed, and if the house is a bit elaborate, if it has a cellar and a garret, nooks and corridors, our memories...

In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory.

Each memory was now the shadow of a shadow of a shadow. The only thing that remained tangible to him was the sense of absence.

I feel as if I had opened a book and found roses of yesterday sweet and fragrant, between its leaves.

Happiness and beauty are the worst things you can have in a life, because you never forget them. They go on and on ambushing you, presumably until you die.

The feelings that still linger, decade after decade, aren’t just the residue of a love lost. They are as real as the first day I told her I loved her.” ~Corbin Jones, Voice of Innocence

I transform fiction into memory.

Wide sea, that one continuous murmur breeds along the pebbled shore of memory!

I’ve got quite a memory. Engraved in my mind, things are. I can’t forget anything…It’s not a sign of intelligence…Nothing to boast about, memory…that’s just how it is…

Memory of the knife will be gone when the flesh is gone.

sweet memories always personal and healer at needy time

But it is always easy to put together stories about a past which nobody any longer remembers, like those about journeys to countries where nobody has ever been.

He’d kept his figure despite being past his first youth. Pretty good for nearly forty.Who was she fooling? She knew quite well that he was thirty-five and a half, exactly five years older than she....

Our great mistake in education is, as it seems to me, the worship of book-learning–the confusion of instruction and education. We strain the memory instead of cultivating the mind. The children in our elementary schools...

I wonder if childhood is ever really happy. Just as well, perhaps. To be blissfully happy so young would leave one always seeking to recapture the unobtainable. Like those people who were always happiest at...

What you remembered? Probably. More or less. Different people remember things differently, and you’ll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You stand two of you...

If you remember your past too well you start blaming your present for it. Look what they did to me, that’s what caused me to be like this, it’s not my fault. Permit me to...

The memory of the pain did not destroy the reality of the pleasure; grief did not obliterate joy.

Memory has its own special kind. It selects, eliminates, alters, exaggerates, minimizes, glorifies, and vilifies also; but in the end it creates its own reality, its heterogeneous but usually coherent version of events; and no...

Memory is the only afterlife I have ever believed in. But the forgetting inside us cannot be stopped. We are programmed to betray.

Nothing stays forgotten for long, Elly. Sometimes we simply have to remind the world that we’re still here.

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

I wanted a life of adventure. I wanted to travel. I wanted to work my way up to being Somebody. I wanted to leave a mark on the Earth and be remembered.

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

The true art of memory, is the art of attention

Now, women forget all the things they don’t want to remember, and remember everything they don’t want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.

Start with a blank surface. It doesn’t have to be paper or canvas, but I feel it should be white. We call it white because we need a word, but its true name is nothing....

You have to make your own condensed notes. You learn from MAKING them. A lot of thinking goes into deciding what to include and exclude. You develop your own system of abbreviations and memory methods...

It was nearly ten years since the peace though her memories of the war still felt fresh.

Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.

Katniss. I remember about the bread.

Girls can stop breathing but not overthinking☺

I am a people watcher and I have a very good memory.

Not the slow Hearse, where nod the sable plumes, The Parian Statue, bending o’er the Urn, The dark robe floating, the dejection worn On the dropt eye, and lip no smile illumes; Not all this...

Janna knew – Rikki knew — and I knew, too — that becoming Dr Cameron West wouldn’t make me feel a damn bit better about myself than I did about being Citizen West. Citizen West,...

Berjalanlah agar yang indah-indah menjadi terkenang. Melepaskan bukan berarti menghilangkannya. Melepaskan itu justru membebaskan untuk bisa memilih. Memilih bagian mana yang akan tetap tinggal dan mana yang akan pergi.

I have a writer’s memory which makes everything worse than maybe it actually was.

That whole name recognition thing is huge. You need to get around the state as much as you can, giving people your card and shaking hands. I’ve been on the ballot once before so I’m...

Everyone has their invisible cloak of all things past.

Even when they released the ‘Memory and Reconciliation’ document, the Vatican made clear that there were different camps inside the church, some of whom felt the church was going too far in its apology and...

Here’s what I think: when you’re born, you’re assigned a brain like you’re assigned a desk, a nice desk, with plenty of pigeonholes and drawers and secret compartments. At the start, it’s empty, and then...

There are three deaths. The first is when the body ceases to function. The second is when the body is consigned to the grave. The third is that moment, sometime in the future, when your...

Anyone know how can erase mind memory?

So long as the memory of certain beloved friends lives in my heart, I shall say that life is good.