El margen sabe lo que el centro olvida, seguramente porque la memoria es el poder del vencido. El triunfador sabe que, como decía Nietzsche, “para ser feliz hay que olvidar”, pero ese olvido, aunque le...

My earliest memory is of sitting at Mum’s dance school, watching her teach a ballet class.

Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don’t ignore the present when you take them out to play.

But then comes a time when forgetting isn’t possible. And I do mean a particular time when no amount of dreaming, not then and maybe not ever, can change how naked and unimportant we become...

The faculty of memory cannot be separated from the imagination. They go hand in hand. To one degree or another, we all invent our personal pasts. And for most of us those pasts are built...

People always talk about how hard it can be to remember things – where they left their keys, or the name of an acquaintance – but no one ever talks about how much effort we...

I av seen so much of this world but being happy with you was my favourite memory and if somebody asks me what I will choose in the other world .. I will simply answer...

Thoughts race, as if, in a mind devoid of memory, each idea has too much space to grow and move, to collide with others in a shower of sparks before spinning off into its own...

Sins that have been completely absolved on one occasion sometimes on other occasions cannot be completely forgotten or set aside. They may continue to have a ripple effect. But it is comforting to realize that...

Some people say it’s easy to lie. This may be true for them, but the hard part is remembering the lie because a lie has no memory.

Let her be with her memories. Better that than be aware of this reality.

After all, memory may be the only thing on earth we can truly manipulate to serve us, so we don’t have to look back at ourselves in the receding past and think, What an arsehole!

Ada banyak hal yang bisa jadi terlupakan, penting ataupun tidak. Seringnya, terjadi karena tertindih oleh memori-memori baru yang berdesakan. Ingatan itu masih ada. Hanya terpinggirkan sementara.

snow,” my lips move so that they kiss air. No mention has been made of the snowplow that seemed always to be there, scraping snow off our narrow road — an artery cleared, though neither...

Soon or late, every dog’s master’s memory becomes a graveyard; peopled by wistful little furry ghosts that creep back unbidden, at times, to a semblance of their olden lives.

the essential feature of the Dissociative Disorders is a disruption in the usually integrated functions of consciousness, memory, identity,or perception

Memories make you sentimental, experiences make you smart.

I think a person permeates a spot, and a lost presence makes the environment timeless to me, keeps an area alive. It pulsates because of that.

AMD should keep flash memory for the diversification benefits of it. Flash memory gives AMD something to talk about when the microprocessors results are weak.

Sometimes, as a great treat, I was allowed to remove Nursie’s snowy ruffled cap. Without it, she somehow retreated into private life and lost her official status. Then, with elaborate care, I would tie a...

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It’s funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with...

It was amazing what I could remember about myself when I retraced my own steps.

Unless we remember we cannot understand.

How awful it was, thought Tessa, remembering Fats the toddler, the way tiny ghosts of your living children haunted your heart; they could never know, and would hate it if they did, how their growing...

It takes a day to fall in love and a lifetime to forget.

But undying memories stood like sentinels in her breast. When the notes of doves, calling to each other, fell on her ear, her eyes sought the sky, and she heard a voice saying, “Majella!

Drawing things makes them seem more real and makes me feel more alive. It also makes me pin down and remember things – landscapes, season, weather, occasions, incidents, people – that would otherwise have melted...

Alcohol helps you to loosen up to make memories you won’t forget, and then it helps you to forget them completely.

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.

I climb aboard my tricycle and pedal my heart to the stars.

There is a hopeless longing for nostalgia that pervades the human soul, a return to the warm glow of remembrance or some imagined past.

We made love like Wednesday and Thursday, only Thursday wasn’t always on top. Her name was Yesterday, and today will always remind me of her.

(Quoting Goethe:)”We lay aside letters never to read them again, and at last destroy them out of discretion, and so disappears the most beautiful, the most immediate breath of life, irrecoverably for ourselves and for...

The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me

A man does not know how he came by the half a pie he is holding in his hand!

She used to wander through the past as often as it beckoned her, bemoaning the loss of nostalgia. Then, for a while, she turned from it, blissfully free of its noxious clutch, and now it’s...

(memory is) A strange echo, which stores its replicas according to some other acoustic than consciousness or expectation.

Ricci created memory palaces in his mind. Each item in the palace represented a series of concepts. The rooms and locations within the palace served as directories and files, similar to computer data storage. Ricci...

No one really remembers anything five minutes after it happens.

She was also a memory, the worst kind of memory–the kind that pulled you to your knees at just the sound of her name.

He doesn’t know who I am.

Sometimes you want to remember. And sometimes you need to forget.

It was an image Melody would never forget. Or was it the emotions the image conjured – hope, excitement, and fear of the unknown, all three tightly braided together, creating a fourth emotion that was...

Will it ultimately reach the clear surface of my consciousness, this memory, this old, dead moment which the magnetism of an identical moment has travelled so far to importune, to disturb, to raise up out...

In a sense, the recording stylus and its reverse component have defeated time. Up until a little more than a generation ago, the sound of a word once uttered, a violin note once played, were...

A clear conscience is the sure sign of a bad memory.

The kiss stayed there with no place to go, no sensory reserve that could absorb it and file it away as a common act of intimacy, a thousand times received. He knew what Anna was...

To be left with only the trace of a memory is to gaze at an armchair that’s still molded to the form of a love who has left never to return: It is to grieve,...

How often since then has she wondered what might have happened if she’d tried to remain with him; if she’d returned Richard’s kiss on the corner of Bleeker and McDougal, gone off somewhere (where?) with...

In the sea of my emotions, his presence is like a pearl in the oyster. Very hard to locate, yet very precious and still beautiful.