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Much of my writing is energized by unresolved memories - something like ghosts in the psychological sense.
The English inn stands permanently planted at the confluence of the roads of history, memory, and romance.
Memory is the primary and fundamental power, without which there could be no other intellectual operation.
There is always tension between the possibilities we aspire to and our wounded memories and past mistakes.
I was looking at the photographs and I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories.
There is a point in the grieving process when you can run away from memories or walk straight toward them.
The world is aware how jealously the Jewish community guards the Holocaust, both as a memory and a weapon.
Your memories from your early childhood seem to have such purchase on your emotions. They are so concrete.
I've learned that education, experience, and memories are three things that no one can take away from you.
Writers should take advantage of their surroundings, if only to trigger memories that juice their writing.
While I revel in the memories of my own Grammy moment, I also know how it feels to walk away empty-handed.
Memories are contrary things; if you quit chasing them and turn your back, they often return on their own.
A childhood is what anyone wants to remember of it. It leaves behind no fossils, except perhaps in fiction.
Photography works hand in glove with image and memory and therefore possesses their notable epidemic power.
I have a hot memory, but I know I've forgotten many things, too, just squashed things in favor of survival.
There's a preoccupation with memory and the operation of memory and a rather rapacious interest in history.
Bad administration, to be sure, can destroy good policy, but good administration can never save bad policy.
A man who can take anything will find most things unsatisfying. And a man without memories is just a shell.
I don’t want to lose my memories. Don’t make me forget. I would rather die as Elena, than live as a shadow.
To learn from experience, we must remember it, and, for a variety of reasons, memory is a faithless friend.
I have short-term memory loss. I know that some of the memories of the Super Bowl championships are fading.
From my earliest memory, times of crisis seemed to end up with women in the kitchen preparing food for men.
We're not that far from being able to plant images, memories, and emotional states directly into the brain.
But surely, if you trust God, you can believe the bad moments pass, and the good memories are worth enough.
If you were to be lost in the river, Jonas, your memories would not be lost with you. Memories are forever.
I was never one to begrudge people their memories. From a child I would listen when they spoke of the past.
The first step in liquidating a people is to erase its memory. Destroy its books, its culture, its history.
Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.
One should cultivate good habits of memory, for it is capable of making existence a Paradise or an Inferno.
I still love making hamburgers on the grill. I guess whenever I eat them childhood memories come up for me.
Desires, memories, fears, passions form labyrinths in which we lose and find and then lose ourselves again.
Without memory, there is no culture. Without memory, there would be no civilization, no society, no future.
To improve short-term memory significantly, reduce the stress in your life. And choose your parents wisely.
I think allure is something around you, like a perfume or like a scent. It's like a memory ... it pervades.
The reality is that the NBA was in worse shape in the '70s and early '80s. People have convenient memories.
A great memory is never made synonymous with wisdom, any more than a dictionary would be called a treatise.
I have memories of doing 'Toys In The Attic' and being on the floor next to my drums, on my back, laughing.
I really want to come back! I definitely want to come back. Some of my fondest memories are in New Zealand.
To comfort me is like the wrong memory at the wrong place or time: if one is lonely one prefers discomfort.
This is how memories are; what seems so clear and unforgettable at one moment vanishes like steam the next.
Memory has many conveniences, and, among others, that of foreseeing things as they have afterwards happened.
Unlike memory, which confirms and reinforces itself, history contributes to the disenchantment of the world.
Your memories become fantasies if they are not shared, and your life in all its triviality becomes a legend.
The most identifiable trait of Anglo-Saxons is that we always mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.
The only real treasure is in your head. Memories are better than diamonds and nobody can steal them from you
Memoir is a weird genre for a reporter. You end up investigating your own memories, reporting out your past.
Metaphor is no argument, though it be sometimes the gunpowder to drive one home, and imbed it in the memory.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.
There’s no reason for you to know all that about me. My memories have never served good to anyone. (Acheron)
I want a new past,new memories, a new first handshake with love. I want to start over in every possible way.