Writers serve as the memory of a people. They chew over our public past..
The Land of Dreams, that mystical realm, where the oddest of visions appear, come wander through scenes of joyful peace, or stampeded through nightma….
If any one faculty of our nature may be called more wonderful than the rest, I do think it is memory. There seems something more speakingly incompreh….
I don't know what's wrong with me, My brain doesn't work anymore. I haven't any memory. I can't write. All I can do is sign my name. I tried to write….
I know what I really want for Christmas. I want my childhood back. Nobody is going to give me that. I might give at least the memory of it to myself ….
Memories are like holograms: you recreate in your head the whole image of something which isn't there..
People's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive..
The last speaker alluded to this movement as being that of a few disappointed women. From the first years to which my memory stretches, I have been a….
Your body actually reminds you about your age and your injuries - the body has a stronger memory than your mind..
The biggest thing in today's sorrow is the memory of yesterday's joy..
After departure, only invisible things are left, perhaps the life of the world is held together by invisible chains of memory and loss and love. So m….
Love is a really scary thing and you never know what's going to happen. It's one of the most beautiful things in life, but it's one of the most terri….
We all know that the great memories of our childhood are the little triumphs - it doesn't really matter whether that was in writing, art, on the hock….
... her taste in music haunted my memory and I had to stop at Tower Records on the Upper West Side to buy ninety dollars' worth of rap CDs but, as ex….
Today I have so much to do: I must kill memory once and for all, I must turn my soul to stone, I must learn to live again. Unless ... Summer's ardent….
I've just surfaced from spending several days in a state of rapture: I was reading a book... I felt alive and engaged and positively brilliant, burst….
That memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and passionate as he spoke up for ….
I also remembered that you were beautiful." "Memory does play tricks on us." "No. Your face is the same, but I don't remember what beautiful means an….
Memories mean more to me than dresses..
My memories of my childhood are wonderful memories. I feel that I was privileged because I grew up in a beautiful city. It is Catania, on the eastern….
If all the historic books of the Bible were blotted from the memory of mankind, nothing of value would be lost..