Quotes about memories
memories remember barbers
I don't have any beauty shop memories. I remember the barber shop. Jenifer Lewis
memories fall reality
Memory never recaptures reality. Memory reconstructs. All reconstructions change the original, becoming external frames of reference that inevitably fall short. Frank Herbert
memories prayer leaving
Memory, so complete and clear or so evasive, has to be ended, has to be put aside, as if one were leaving a chapel and bringing the prayer to an end in one's head. Harold Brodkey
memories ifs hard
I have the sense that if I push too hard or too far into memory I’ll come apart. Harold Brodkey
memories sunset glasses
What does a river like the Vistula carry away with it? Everything that goes to pieces: wood, glass, pencils, pacts ... chairs, bones, and sunsets too. What had long been forgotten rose to memory, floating on its back or stomach, with the help of the Vistula. Gunter Grass
memories trying together
Everybody knows how fallible memory can sometimes be. You remember certain fragments precisely, but as soon as you try to join the fragments together, for a story, there is a certain - not falsification, but a shifting. Gunter Grass
memories clothes heaven
Today I know that all things are watching, that nothing goes unseen, that even wallpaper has a better memory than human beings. It's not God in his heaven who sees everything. A kitchen chair, a clothes hanger, a half-filled ashtray, or the wooden replica of a woman named Niobe can serve perfectly well as an unforgetting witness to our every deed. Gunter Grass
memories bullets proof
The best pitchers have a short term memory and a bullet proof confidence. Greg Maddux
memories writing emotional
Structure that really pays off is all based on emotion. I don't write down an elaborate plan. It's really done by feel. It's one area of my writing that I think I've got surer at as I've evolved. In my work you often get an abrupt shift in time, a jolt. But the emotional logic will take the reader on. I hope. I trust. After all, our memories do not work with any sequential logic. Graham Swift
memories night years
Pillow talk. It's how you know, it's how you tell, that something different, something special is happening: that this might even be the most important night of your life. Some day -some night- I hope you both may know it, with whoever it may be: the wish, stealing up on you, not to just merge bodies, but all you have, all your years, all your memories up to that point. And why should you wish to do that, if you haven't already guessed that your future too, will be shared? Graham Swift
memories book kissing
Every libromancer had a first book. Etched more sharply into my memory than my first kiss, this book had been my magical awakening. Jim C. Hines
memories stones pants
I had a vague memory of being that ridiculous at one time. Let he who hath never worn parachute pants cast the first stone. Jim Butcher
memories dark years
The years, the months, the days, and the hours have flown by my open window. Here and there an incident, a towering moment, a naked memory, an etched countenance, a whisper in the dark, a golden glow these and much more are the woven fabric of the time I have lived. Howard Thurman
memories mind body
Several sorts of memory exist in us; body and mind each possesses one peculiar to itself. Nostalgia, for instance, is a malady of the physical memory. Honore de Balzac
memories
True love rules especially through memory. Honore de Balzac
memories forget capacity
Memories beautify life, but the capacity to forget makes it bearable. Honore de Balzac
memories desire enjoyed
Hope is a memory that desires, the memory is a memory that has enjoyed. Honore de Balzac
memories writing character
Everything becomes agitated. Ideas quick-march into motion like battalions of a grand army to its legendary fighting ground, and the battle rages. Memories charge in, bright flags on high; the cavalry of metaphor deploys with a magnificent gallop; the artillery of logic rushes up with clattering wagons and cartridges; on imagination's orders, sharpshooters sight and fire; forms and shapes and characters rear up; the paper is spread with ink - for the nightly labor begins and ends with torrents of this black water, as a battle opens and concludes with black powder. Honore de Balzac
memories real july
I don't know what's my first real memory. When you're little, you're always looking forward to days that are special, like Christmas, birthdays, the Fourth of July, and family gatherings. But I can't pinpoint my earliest memory. Ice Cube
memories goal long
So many memories and so little worth remembering, and in front of me — a long, long road without a goal... Ivan Turgenev
memories long want
Behind me there are already so many memories (...) Lots of memories, but no point in remembering them, and ahead of me a long, long road with nothing to aim for ... I just don't want to go along it. Ivan Turgenev
memories long way
And I've been walking 'round with memories way too long. Iris Dement
memories years people
Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That's when I will be truly dead - when I exist in no one's memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead? Irvin D. Yalom
memories blow past
But even Es and cocaine, over the years they blow holes in your brain, rob you of your memories, your past. Which is fair enough, convenient even. Irvine Welsh
memories blessed simple
Every human soul has seen, perhaps before their birth pure forms such as justice, temperance, beauty and all the great moral qualities which we hold in honour. We are moved towards what is good by the faint memory of these forms simple and calm and blessed which we saw once in a pure, clear light being pure ourselves. Iris Murdoch
memories father son
On the day I was born, or possibly on one of the following days, my father went on a walk in the forested hills and thought of a name for me. His first son was called Daniel, and Samuel in memory of one of his forefathers. Immanuel Velikovsky
memories live-by
One lives by memory . . . and not by truth. Igor Stravinsky
memories heart noble
One of the permanent possessions of the human heart is the memory of its noble enthusiasms. Ida Tarbell
memories long virtue
If you live long enough, you get accused of things you never did and praised for virtues you never had. I. F. Stone
memories ego titles
...but with my clamoring ego solidly in place, I considered the title, 'Memories of a Failed Nobody'. Huston Smith
memories vision awakening
After his great awakening, the Buddha continued to meditate and to devote himself to others; otherwise his vision would have receded into a pleasant memory. Huston Smith
memories real heart
What had survived - maybe all that had survived of Trism - was Liir's sense of him. A catalog of impressions that arose from time to time, unbidden and often upsetting. From the sandy smell of his sandy hair to the locked grip of his muscles as they had wrestled in sensuous aggression - unwelcome nostalgia. Trism lived in Liir's heart like a full suit of clothes in a wardrobe, dress habillards maybe, hollow and real at once. The involuntary memory of the best of Trism's glinting virtues sometimes kicked up unquietable spasms of longing. Gregory Maguire
memories color giving
I, however, like black. It is a color that makes me comfortable and the color with which I have the most experience. In the darkest darkness, all is black. In the deepest hole, all is black. In the terror of my Addicted mind, all is black. In the empty periods of my lost memory, all is black. I like black, goddammit, and I am going to give it its due. James Frey