#memory

Oh, we do not understand death, we never understand it; creatures are only truly dead when everyone else has died who knew them. ↗

— Arthur Schnitzler

#memory #death

... And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#color #death #forever #hair #lemon

I don't want to be a memory, I want to be a thought ↗

— Josue Rivera

#memory #life

Reiko had not kept a diary and was now denied the pleasure of assiduously rereading her record of the happiness of the past few months and consigning each page to the fire as she did so. - Death in Midsummer and Other Stories ↗

— Yukio Mishima

#death

Die while I can still remember who I am, who I used to be. ↗

— Tan Twan Eng

#memory-loss #death

I am an old man, and I am dying...Will you remember me, Jacob?" I promise, one day, I will join you, Mr. Gold." Mr. Gold's laughter sounded like a trumpet and brought light to the corners of the room. ↗

— Noah Benshea

#death #end #memory #death

...It is only now that memory works both ways. Which of us dreamed it - those from the country of nights five times as warm and as cold, or those who turned away and woke? ↗

— Angele Ellis

#memory #through-the-looking-glass #dreams

A man who, night after night, falls like a lump of lead upon his bed, and ceases to live until the moment when he wakes and rises, will such a man ever dream of making, I do not say great discoveries, but even minute observations upon sleep? He barely knows that he does sleep. A little insomnia is not without its value in making us appreciate sleep, in throwing a ray of light upon that darkness. A memory without fault is not a very powerful incentive to studying the phenomena of memory. ↗

— Marcel Proust

#memory #dreams

We live with such easy assumptions, don't we? For instance, that memory equals events plus time. But it's all much odder than this. Who was it said that memory is what we thought we'd forgotten? And it ought to be obvious to us that time doesn't act as a fixative, rather as a solvent. But it's not convenient--- it's not useful--- to believe this; it doesn't help us get on with our lives; so we ignore it. ↗

— Julian Barnes

#equality

Time — how it expands to fill the spaces you create; how it makes meagre experiences seem never-ending. Whenever he heard people talk about the ravages of time, about how it robbed and deprived, Justin always smiled; because for him, time was an accomplice, plugging the gaps and fleshing out morsels of memory so he would have something substantial to hang on to. That way, however little he had seen or felt, he would always feel as if he had more: a life far richer than the truth. ↗

— Tash Aw

#time #experience