#memory

Thus one memory follows another until the waves dash together over our heads, and a deep sigh swells the breast, which warns us that we have forgotten to breathe in the midst of these pure thoughts. ↗

— Max Muller

#breathe #dash #deep #follows #forgotten

As we age we begin to grasp at youthful bliss like a life raft in a sea of harsh reality. ↗

— Brad Herzog

#camp #memory #nostalgia #age

We do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in memories we have forgotten ↗

— Cesare Pavese

#memory #life

Memory is the personal journalism of the soul. ↗

— Richard Schickel

#memory #personal #soul

For the first time in your conscious memory; for the first time in fact, since your were a baby; a single tear, full and warm, rolled down your right cheek and you fell into a very deep and entirely dreamless slumber. ↗

— Dave Sim

#cheek #conscious #deep #down #entirely

Never make your home in a place. Make a home for yourself inside your own head. You'll find what you need to furnish it - memory, friends you can trust, love of learning, and other such things. That way it will go with you wherever you journey. ↗

— Tad Williams

#find #friends #furnish #go #head

My fat cells have a memory like Einstein! I'm proof that surgery is not a magic potion. There are many ways to sabotage it. ↗

— Carnie Wilson

#einstein #fat #i #like #magic

Life shows us all colours, some bright and some shades of grey, Some accept with a smile, while some frown in every way Thoughts and memories never end but life does one day. Whole age passes by in wait of that old time to return, But those old days once gone, will never come back again, Rather we can just cherish them in the memories that burn, In the back of our mind and make us remember, How we used to be so crazy, In those old days… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #destiny #expectations #fate #forget

What i like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce. ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#capture #fashion-designer #forever #gone #impossible

How easily they spoke of love. And yet, when she'd needed the certainty of his feeling for her, he'd let her slip away, never able to bring himself to tell her about the ways in which he'd been changed. He'd been incapable he'd let Nenebah believe the problem lay with her. ↗

— Aminatta Forna

#forna #kai #love #memory #change