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A friend who cannot at a pinch remember a thing or two that never happened is as bad as one who does not know how to forget.
...yet a memory cannot be trusted, for so much of the experience of the past is determined by the experience of the present.
'Firefly' was and always will be such a positive thing for me. I hold a lot of really good memories associated to that show.
Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?
I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory.
I like a book to be full of the memory of what it is, a voice in an endless conversation, and yet at the same time to be new.
People don't realize that now is all there ever is; there is no past or future except as memory or anticipation in your mind.
People need all the good memories they can keep with them in this world; they're a sort of steering apparatus in a life-boat.
If you love life you also love the past, because it is the present as it has survived in memory." Translation by David Downie
Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag.
What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one's memories.
I was assailed by memories of a life that wasn't mine anymore, but one in which I'd found the simplest and most lasting joys.
Until you make peace with your difficult memories, that pain will continue to bleed into your current and future experiences.
Grief and memory go together. After someone dies, that's what you're left with. And the memories are so slippery yet so rich.
I'm at a loss because I am in love with a man who is standing before me with no memories of me at all. (Time Traveler's Wife)
I sometimes find, and I am sure you know the feeling, that I simply have too many thoughts and memories crammed into my mind.
Memory cannot exist without endurance of the things perceived, and the thing perceived cannot remain where it has never been.
I will never, ever regret the things I've done. Because most days, all you have are places in your memory that you can go to.
the unconscious forces that govern accessible memory are the most arbitrary of editors and the absolute masters of our lives.
The grave is a crucible where memory is purified; we only remember a dead friend by those qualities which make him regretted.
If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, the entire evening sky would be in the palm of my hand.
When Time who steals our years away Shall steal our pleasures too, The mem'ry of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
I live and work alone and travel light, relying largely on my memory and making a point of letting # intuition guide my way.
I kicked college nostalgia in my late 20s. As much as I loved college and treasure the memories, I no longer want to go back.
I wish I had a talking book that told me how to act and look, a talking book that contained keys to past and present memories
I like the idea of it as a trickster motif. You know like you're kind of just messing around with people's memories of songs.
I was starting to think I was making up memories, just to have answers. Our brain does that sometimes. Or at least mine does.
the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .
We live in a world made up more of story than stuff. We are creatures of memory more than reminders, of love more than likes.
I know that attaching memories to books may be going out of the world, but while it lasts, it's a strong record of your life.
What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void The world can never fill.
Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased, Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow, Raze out the written troubles of the brain
We seem but to linger in manhood to tell the dreams of our childhood, and they vanish out of memory ere we learn the language.
Of all the rewards of virtue, . . . the most splendid is fame, for it is fame alone that can offer us the memory of posterity.
Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention?
We'll leave now, so that this moment will remain a perfect memory...let it be our song and think of me every time you hear it.
sometimes it's better to bunk a class & enjoy with friends, coz today when I look back, marks never make me laugh memories do.
If you put your cameras down you might be able to live in the moment. You have a memory there of something you've never lived.
I observed a thousand acts of courage, compassion and love [as a POW] and I will always treasure that memory above all others.
I have great childhood memories cow-tipping, going off and getting lost in the bog for hours, and coming home covered in dirt.
There was a train that would come by our house every night, and I'd hear the whistle blow. That is the sweetest memory I have.
Like ultraviolet rays memory shows to each man in the book of life a script that invisibly and prophetically glosses the text.
I played for so many years in Barcelona, and I have so many friends there, and a lot of good memories of my time at that club.
I love 'Beetlejuice' - that's where I met my husband! He designed the sets, so I have nothing but fond memories of that movie.
The afternoon had made them tranquil for a while, as if to give them a deep memory for the long parting the next day promised.
Memory is so corrupt that you remember only what you want to; if you want to forget about something, slowly but surely you do.
What we hold in our heads - our memory, our feelings, our thoughts, our sense of our own history - is the sum of our humanity.
I think everyone must have a first memory of some house, some room, a vivid picture that will remain deep down in one forever.
If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories." Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories.
The world changes too fast. You take your eyes off something that's always been there, and the next minute it's just a memory.