I didn't drink in the essence of the classroom. I didn't take legible notes or dance all night. I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and….

I don't write non-fiction because I get bored. Some of my writing is autobiographical, but not the way readers imagine. I use my memory of settings, ….

Seeing my son getting roughed up by the police is not fun. It brings back memories of when I got roughed up by them. He grew up totally different tha….

I have a very strong visual memory of the first time I made him laugh. That was remarkable. I was like, "Oh, God, I just made Jack Benny laugh.".

There is no rigorous and effective deconstruction without the faithful memory of philosophies and literatures, without the respectful and competent r….

When the soldiers came home from Vietnam, there were no parades, no celebrations. So they built the Vietnam Memorial for themselves..

That is what deconstruction is made of: not the mixture but the tension between memory, fidelity, the preservation of something that has been given t….

In memory Venice is always magic..

Music evokes so many feelings in us, memories, nostalgia, things that are connected to our past..

Only constant repetition will finally succeed in imprinting an idea on the memory of the crowd..

Without memory there are no worries..

From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of w….

Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door..

Memory's images, once they are fixed in words, are erased," Polo said. "Perhaps I am afraid of losing Venice all at once, if I speak of it, or perhap….

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..

The material memories are not usually part of what is said about a picture, and that is a fault in interpretation because every painting captures a c….

A sentence well couched takes both the sense and understanding. I love not those cart-rope speeches that are longer than the memory of man can fathom..

Literature is the memory of humanity..

Under the summer roses When the flagrant crimson Lurks in the dusk Of the wild red leaves, Love, with little hands, Comes and touches you With a thou….

I grew up in the Deep South, where sexism, racism, and homophobia were and still are alive and well. I have early, early memories of words and action….

I started to realize, a lot of times if you go into your memory, your sense memory, you know more than you think you do, from having watched and list….