#memory

Memory believes before knowing remembers. [Light in August] ↗

— William Faulkner

#nostalgia #nostalgia

To lead a human life, a man must have a notion of himself as having a past and a future. ↗

— Mary Warnock

#imagination

Memory is imagination in reverse. ↗

— Stephen Evans

#memory #imagination

I'll never forget anything about Middle Earth. That's part of my memory now so I won't miss anything. ↗

— David Wenham

#anything #earth #forget #i #memory

Forgetting who you are is so much more complicated than simply forgetting your name. It's also forgetting your dreams. Your aspirations. What makes you happy. What you pray you'll never have to live without. It's meeting yourself for the first time, and not being sure of your first impression. ↗

— Jessica Brody

#dreams #first-impressions #forgetting #memory-loss #sadness

I looked around at the rooms that I did not see as rooms but more as a landscape for my emotions, a biography of memory. ↗

— Anne Spollen

#emotions #landscape #memory #rooms #biography

Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#memory #age

Anyone who in discussion relies upon authority uses, not his understanding, but rather his memory. ↗

— Miguel de Unamuno

#authority #discussion #his #memory #rather

When your entire brain is active, that means you are taking everything in through all sense perception. Your entire memory bank and your instincts are in play, so you make much quicker and more intelligent choices. ↗

— Martha Beck

#bank #brain #choices #entire #everything

The colors of living things begin to fade with the last breath, and the soft, springy skin and supple muscle rot within weeks. But the bones sometimes remain, faithful echoes of the shape, to bear some last faint witness to the glory of what was. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#life #memory #faith