'The best thing about hunting and fishing,' the Old Man said, 'is that you don't have to actually do it to enjoy it. You can go to bed every night th….
The imagined memories had to have as much weight as the real, or we had to at least pretend they did to such a degree that they just very well might ….
I wear the key of memory, and can open every door in the house of my life..
Not the power to remember, but its very opposite, the power to forget, is a necessary condition for our existence..
My hope is that the memory of death and disgrace will be so intense that the people of the United States will be able to listen to a message that the….
I think writing is an act of remembrance, I think that Instagram is an act of remembrance, and I think curating a show is an act of memory, too..
I was thinking about hitting races and stuff, but it's just, I think it's more of the era of when I was a kid and it just brings back memories. I got….
You know that old joke about potheads having bad memories? Well, the bad memories are like pain, discomfort, and fear. So you lose all that, and the ….
There's basically an element of fiction in everything you remember. Imagination and memory are almost the same brain processes. When I write fiction,….
Salinger is such a terrific writer; he did so many great things. He is one of those writers that I still reread, simply because he makes me see the p….
Somehow the image begins to have a sort of memory in it, even if you can't see it. It can build up a dense feeling toward the end, and then it makes ….
Memory is slippery. It bends to our understanding of the world, twists to accommodate our prejudices. It is unreliable. Witnesses seldom remember the….
The thing is, all memory is fiction..
He gives us the very quintessence of perception,-the clearly crystalized precipitation of all that is most precious in the ferment of impression afte….
Of course, now I am too old to be much of a fisherman, and now of course I usually fish the big waters alone, although some friends think I shouldn't….
The Great don't innovate, they fertilize seeds planted by lackeys, they leave to others the inhaling of the flowers whose roots they've manured. A de….
To us who remain behind is left this day of memories. Every year--in the full tide of spring, at the height of the symphony of flowers and love and l….
Memory, the priestess, kills the present and offers its heart to the shrine of the dead past..
If one did not have at least a little luck, one would never survive childhood. But luck can be spent, like money; and lost, like a memory; and wasted….
And yet, even as she spoke, she knew that she did not wish to come back. not to stay, not to live. She loved the little yellow cottage more than she ….
The cumulative nature of the evolutionary process, the fact that memory is preserved, means that life grows not just through a random proliferation o….