#memo

Why should I be frightened of dying? I did not know what death truly was; no one did. Who had made dying a bad word? Yes, it was universally considered awful—unwanted, painful, feared—because when it happened it stopped us from moving and being, and we interpreted that as if something had ended. But what if it were actually a beautiful experience? What if, with death, something actually began instead? ↗

— Charles Novacek

#memoir #age

Once upon a time, this idea of having a trained, disciplined, cultivated memory was not nearly so alien as it would seem to us to be today. ↗

— Joshua Foer

#discipline #memory #art

Anyone can live for themself , but life's worth better living for others. ↗

— K. Qasim Ali

#love #painful-memories #phylosophy #friendship

Our lives are the sum of our memories. How much are we willing to lose from our already short lives by … not paying attention? ↗

— Joshua Foer

#lose #memories #pay-attention #art

I have a shocking memory - I remember everything. ↗

— Melinda Chapman

#life-lessons #memory #humor

It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures. ↗

— Ally Condie

#nostalgia #past

May 4th is a particularly memorable day in American history because 84 years to the day before May 4, 1970, there was another demonstration at the Haymarket Square in Chicago. ↗

— William Kunstler

#american history #another #because #before #chicago

I feel like I'm the most forgiven actress I can think of, probably because of this short memory people have! ↗

— Diane Lane

#because #feel #forgiven #i #i can

I started reading the big histories and the small histories, the memoirs and so forth. At some point, I found the diary of William E. Dodd. ↗

— Erik Larson

#diary #forth #found #histories #i

All the products of one period have something in common; the artists who illustrate the poetry of their generation are the same artists who are employed by the big financial houses. And nothing reminds me so much of the monthly parts of Notre-Dame de Paris, and of various books by Gérard de Nerval, that used to hang outside the grocer's door at Combray, than does, in its rectangular and flowery border, supported by recumbent river-gods, a 'personal share' in the Water Company. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#commerce #memory #art