Memories Quotes - Page 29

• I stir in bed and the memories rise out of me like a buzz of flies from a carcass. I crave to be rid of them.

  Barbara Kingsolver

  Bed, Buzz, Crave

  Barbara Kingsolver (2008). “The Poisonwood Bible”, p.13, Faber & Faber

  4 Copy quote

  Show source

• For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure that I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures.

  Antoine de Saint-Exupery

  Grief, Book, Sheep

  10 Copy quote

• My name is Eva, which means 'life,' according to a book of names my mother consulted. I was born in the back room of a shadowy house, and grew up amidst ancient furniture, books in Latin, and human mummies, but none of those things made me melancholy, because I came into the world with a breath of the jungle in my memory.

  Isabel Allende

  Mother, Latin, Book

  Isabel Allende (1989). “Eva Luna”, Bantam

  10 Copy quote

  Show source

• Anyone who can read history with both hemispheres of the brain knows that a world comes to an end every instant--the waves of time leave washed up behind themselves only dry memories of a closed & petrified past--imperfect memory, itself already dying & autumnal. And every instant also gives birth to a world--despite the cavillings of philosophers & scientists whose bodies have grown numb--a present in which all impossibilities are renewed, where regret & premonition fade to nothing in one presential hologrammatical psychomantric gesture.

  Hakim Bey

  Regret, Past, Giving

  Hakim Bey (2003). “T.A.Z.: The Temporary Autonomous Zone, Ontological Anarchy, Poetic Terrorism”, p.34, Autonomedia

  16 Copy quote

  Show source

• Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of Hope and Memory, be with me for a while.

  William Butler Yeats

  Inspirational, Daughter, Art

  William Butler Yeats (2015). “When You Are Old: Early Poems, Plays, and Fairy Tales”, p.222, Penguin

  4 Copy quote

  Show source

• Before reaching the final line, however, he had already understood that he would never leave that room, for it was foreseen that the city of mirrors (or mirages) would be wiped out by the wind and exiled from the memory of men at the precise moment when Aureliano Babilonia would finish deciphering the parchments, and that everything written on them was unrepeatable since time immemorial and forever more, because races condemned to one hundred years of solitude did not have a second opportunity on earth.

  Gabriel Garcia Marquez

  Opportunity, Men, Mirrors

  FaceBook post by Gabriel García Márquez from Jun 16, 2013

  25 Copy quote

  Show source

• It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.

  Arundhati Roy

  Sometimes, Curious, Life Death

  Arundhati Roy (2002). “The God of Small Things”, p.16, Penguin Books India

  4 Copy quote

  Show source

• If you're lucky enough to fall in love, that's one thing. Otherwise all that was ever truly beautiful to me was boyhood. It's the meal we sup on for the rest of our lives. Love puts the icing on life. But if you don't find it...you must call on your childhood memories over and over till you do.

  Leon Uris

  Beautiful, Falling In Love, Love Life

  Leon Uris (1976). “Trinity”, Doubleday Books

  10 Copy quote

  Show source

• God isn't the son of Memory; He's the son of Immediate Experience. You can't worship a spirit in spirit, unless you do it now. Wallowing in the past may be good literature. As wisdom, it's hopeless. Time Regained is Paradise Lost, and Time Lost is Paradise Regained. Let the dead bury their dead. If you want to live at every moment as it presents itself, you've got to die to every other moment.

  Aldous Huxley

  Son, Past, Literature

  Aldous Huxley, Huxley trusts and heirs (2013). “The Genius and the Goddess: A Novel”, p.12, Harper Collins

  56 Copy quote

  Show source

• So the days, the last days, blow about in a memory, hazy autumnal, all alike as leaves: until a day unlike any other I've lived

  Truman Capote

  Blow, Lasts, Hazy

  4 Copy quote

• What does it mean to be born? After we die, will it be the same thing as it was before we were born? Or a different kind of nothingness? Because there might be knowledge then. Memory.

  Joyce Carol Oates

  Mean, Doe, Different

  7 Copy quote

• Memory is a tenuous thing, like a rainbow's end or a camera with a failing lens.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Rainbow, Cameras, Lenses

  Ellen Hopkins (2008). “Impulse”, p.21, Simon and Schuster

  8 Copy quote

  Show source

• Those who, in debate, appeal to their qualifications, argue from memory, not from understanding.

  Leonardo da Vinci

  Understanding, Arguing, Debate

  8 Copy quote

• ...and again she wished for Sherwood, and the dappled roof of leaves that never weighed upon her. She pulled her scarf closer around her and thought, I would rather live in a hut in the woods; a hut like the one of my first memories, with a clean-swept dirt floor, and a brown-eyed boy watching me from behind his mother's skirts as I watched him from behind mine.

  Robin McKinley

  Mother, Boys, Scarves

  12 Copy quote

• They laughed much harder than the memory was funny because it felt good to laugh.

  Shannon Hale

  Laughing, Harder, Felt

  4 Copy quote

• I didn't remember what month that was, or what year even. I only knew the memory lived in me, a perfectly encapsulated morsel of a good past, a brushstroke of color on the gray, barren canvas that our lives had become.

  Khaled Hosseini

  Past, Color, Years

  Khaled Hosseini (2011). “The Kite Runner: Rejacketed”, p.107, A&C Black

  6 Copy quote

  Show source

• I was remembering the things we had done together, the times we had had. It would have been pleasant to preserve that comradeship in the days that came after. Pleasant, but alas, impossible. That which had brought us together had gone, and now our paths diverged, according to our natures and needs. We would meet again, from time to time, but always a little more as strangers; until perhaps at last, as old men with only memories left, we could sit together and try to share them.

  John Christopher

  Men, Trying, Together

  John Christopher (2013). “The Pool of Fire”, p.134, Simon and Schuster

  26 Copy quote

  Show source

• If you have your attention on what is see its fullness in every moment you will discover the dance of the divine in every leaf in every petal in every blade of grass in every rainbow in every rushing stream in every breath of every living being. ...beyond memory and judgement lies the ocean of universal consciousness.

  Deepak Chopra

  Spiritual, Lying, Ocean

  Deepak Chopra (1996). “The Return of Merlin”, Wheeler Pub Incorporated

  4 Copy quote

  Show source

• Values are like fingerprints. Nobody's are the same, but you leave 'em all over everything you do

  Elvis Presley

  Change, Wisdom, Integrity

  229 Copy quote

• But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be recreated - not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.

  Rohinton Mistry

  Pain, Sadness, Joy

  Rohinton Mistry (2008). “A Fine Balance”, p.337, Faber & Faber

  4 Copy quote

  Show source

• In this world of memories, there's no need for strangers. -Kenshin to Kaoru

  Nobuhiro Watsuki

  Needs, World, Stranger

  7 Copy quote

• Never while anything is left of me shall this... camp be forgotten. It has fairly grown into me, not merely as memory pictures, but as part and parcel of mind and body alike.

  John Muir

  Mind, Body, Forgotten

  John Muir (2011). “My First Summer in the Sierra: Illustrated Edition”, p.53, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

  6 Copy quote

  Show source

• A raznochinets needs no memory—it is enough for him to tell of the books he has read, and his biography is done.

  Osip Mandelstam

  Book, Needs, Done

  9 Copy quote

• Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!

  Edna St. Vincent Millay

  Pain, Rain, Heart

  Edna St. Vincent Millay (2014). “Millay: Poems”, p.56, Everyman's Library

  8 Copy quote

  Show source

• The faintest gleam of their lost memories glimmered for the briefest moment in their hearts.

  Haruki Murakami

  Heart, Gleam, Moments

  Haruki Murakami (1994). “The Elephant Vanishes”, Vintage

  4 Copy quote

  Show source