#memory

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted. ↗

— James Branch Cabell

#less #memory #resisted #satisfaction #some

For the saddest epitaph which can be carved in memory of a vanished freedom is that it was lost because its possessors failed to stretch forth a saving hand while there was still time. ↗

— George Sutherland

#carved #epitaph #failed #forth #freedom

I hope that memory is valued - that we do not lose memory. ↗

— Studs Terkel

#i #i hope that #lose #memory #valued

People in cities may forget the soil for as long as a hundred years, but Mother Nature's memory is long and she will not let them forget indefinitely. ↗

— Henry Cantwell Wallace

#cities #forget #hundred #indefinitely #long

Later on in life, you expect a bit of rest, don't you? You think you deserve it. I did, anyway. But then you begin to understand that the reward of merit is not life's business. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#history #life #meaning #memory #philosophy

Love is inaudible—until you hear it. And once you do, you’ll never forget the sound of her voice.
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— Dark Jar Tin Zoo

#forget #hear #inaudible #listen #love

My very photogenic mother died in a freak accident (picnic, lightning) when I was three, and, save for a pocket of warmth in the darkest past, nothing of her subsists within the hollows and dells of memory, over which, if you can still stand my style (I am writing under observation), the sun of my infancy had set: surely, you all know those redolent remnants of day suspended, with the midges, about some hedge in bloom or suddenly entered and traversed by the rambler, at the bottom of a hill, in the summer dusk; a furry warmth, golden midges. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#memory #metaphor #mothers #humor

When you can see your life in retrospect, the romanticism of how good things once were gives way to the reality that positives and negatives comprise every day and every decade. (235) ↗

— Victoria Moran

#memory #past #life

The stream of Time, irresistible, ever moving, carries off and bears away all things that come to birth and plunges them into utter darkness, both deeds of no account and deeds which are mighty and worthy of commemoration; as the playwright [Sophocles] says, it 'brings to light that which was unseen and shrouds from us that which was manifest.' Nevertheless, the science of History is a great bulwark against this stream of Time; in a way it checks this irresistible flood, it holds in a tight grasp whatever it can seize floating on the surface and will not allow it to slip away into the depths of Oblivion. ...I, having realized the effects wrought by Time, desire now by means of my writings to give an account of my father's deeds, which do not deserve to be consigned to Forgetfulness nor to be swept away on the flood of Time into an ocean of Non-Remembrance; I wish to recall everything.... ↗

— Anna Comnena

#memory #writing #science

My favorite Aspen memory is saving an upside-down cake that had exploded from the high altitude. ↗

— Emeril Lagasse

#aspen #cake #exploded #favorite #had