No Memory Quotes

I'm thinking about past events. I'm interested in recall, exact recall, of what was said, who said it and to whom. I want to know the truth, undistorted by time and revision and wishes and regrets.

My aloneness had never bothered me

With some stories, you really can't rush things. And it's often best just to sit back and enjoy the journey for what it is.

Life isn't memorable enough to remember everything. It's not like there are explosions all the time, or dog smoking cigarettes.

How many great gems were lost to thoughtand not put down to pen.You can but think of just a fewand then they're lost again.

Social conditioning, accompanied by moral and mental constraints, now serve to render the mediocre mind nearly incapable of unbiased assessment.

Author complains about "the further submergence of irrecoverable history into a perpetually churned present.

I've been wondering, " Isabelle commented reflectively over dessert, "if it is foolish to make new memories when you know you are going to lose them.

Memories shared change. You can add what you learned to the memory and it becomes easier to live with or benefit by.

Your memories don't make you who you are.

Memories make you sentimental, experiences make you smart.

Feeling this way was a particular kind of horror, having the emotions without the memories.

Yes it is, because you can only be brave if you're scared.

I don't know, Mom. Now that I'm about to graduate, I plan on being more spontaneous."Mom opened her eyes and burst out laughing.I said, "Got spontaneity on the calendar for next Tuesday.

A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory. —STEVEN WRIGHT

My father says you remember the smell of your country no matter where you are but only recognize it when you're far away.

My world was very limited in size and experience. Small things took on extra importance, at least to a child.

I puked rainbows all over my childhood, and it felt so good.

For Love...Real Love...The Kind Of Love That Lasts Forever...

There's nothing special about this place, he thinks. We all forget. Then we forget what we forgot. And that's how we survive.

So I went back in time and told her how I liked the smell of soil after the rain. It has a special place in my heart. It reminds me of my childhood days. Days spent in happiness and tranquility.

Where did you live before you came here?" I asked. "The moon, " he said smoothly. "We left because the place had no atmosphere.

What will life be like without her? I am dreadfully sad she is leaving. What if she just disappears

Her mother and memory lapses were BFFs.

Every time the long-forgotten people of the past are remembered, they are born again!

Our photographs are our best proof to others that we lived the things we lived in the past!

Was the dementia of old age a blessing in disguise? No more thoughts. No more damage inflicted. No more memories of damage survived.

Dyslexia is the affliction of a frozen genius.

Dyslexia, for me, is rather like being a six-fingered typist on LSD!

You're bloody insane, Karede, " Mat said. "Unfortunately, so am I.

Memory is all that matters in the end

So many teachers teach us but we shall always remember certain teachers

I never forgive but I always forget.

Living in the past has one thing in its favour - it's cheaper.

Memory of all the powers of the mind is the most delicate and frail.

A man must get a thing before he can forget it.

For the sense of smell almost more than any other has the power to recall memories and it is a pity that we use it so little.

I have a remarkable memory I forget everything. It is wonderfully convenient. It is as though the world were constantly renewing itself for me.

There must be at least 500 million rats in the United States of course I am speaking only from memory.

Oh longing for places that were not Cherished enough in that fleeting hour How I long to make good from afar The forgotten gesture the additional act.

If a man can remember what he worried about last week he has a very good memory.

That which we remember of our conduct is ignored by our closest neighbour but that which we have forgotten having said or even what we never said will cause laughter even into the next world.

That which is bitter to endure may be sweet to remember.

We forget because we must And not because we will.

Memory is the thing you forget with.

The palest ink is better than the best memory.

Everyone complains of his lack of memory but nobody of his want of judgement.

Our memories are independent of our wills. It is not so easy to forget.

God gave us memories that we might have roses in December.

To want to forget something is to think of it.