#memory

She was afraid to suggest to him that to most people, nothing "happens." That most people merely live from day to day until they die. That, after he had been dead a year, doubtless fewer than five people would think of him oftener than once a year. That there might even come a year when no one on earth would think of him at all. ↗

— Gwendolyn Brooks

#memory #death

I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn't think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory - recalled only on the anniversary of her death, or maybe a couple of weeks after, remembering only after having forgotten. ↗

— John Green

#forgotten #memory #remembering #death

Eran gentes de vidas lentas, a las cuales no se les veía volverse viejas, ni enfermarse ni morir, sino que iban desvaneciéndose poco a poco en su tiempo, volviéndose recuerdos, brumas de otra época, hasta que los asimilaba el olvido. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#memory #death

At the point of her death, I felt a particular pang, but I can’t remember now. I tried to recall it earlier but could not. I remember thinking it wasn’t worth remembering, but I don’t remember what was so unforgettable and unimportant as to ascribe the label of “forgettable.” If it was all the way forgettable, I wouldn’t have dwelled on it, and if it was really important, I would have remembered. So it must have been an in the middle thought, closer to forgettable, but at least worth pondering its merits for a moment. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#memory #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

Some solace for nobodies: you will live forever in a metadatabank. Some anxiety: a good deal of that data, if examined, will be embarrassing. ↗

— Bauvard

#hope #humor #life #memory #pain

Memory runs along deep, fixed channels in the brain, like electricity along its conduits; only a cataclysm can make the electrons rear up in shock and slide over into another channel. The human mind seems doomed to believe, as simply as a rooster believes, that where we are now is the only possibility ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#dreams

Events, once happened, lose reality, alter with a glance, a storm, a night. In time, the past never happened. But who could know? Who could know that the past is not as solid as this instant… ↗

— Alan Lightman

#past #reality #dreams

...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