A Quote by Camilla Gibb

It is not simply what one remembers, but why. There are sites of amputation where the past is severed from the body of the present. Remembering only encourages the growth of phantom limbs. And it is not simply what one remembers, or why, but what to do with what one remembers, which of the scattered pieces to carry forward, what to protect and preserve, what to leave behind.
Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.
The mind remembers only certain things. The body remembers everything. The information it carries goes back to the beginning of existence.
All of us benefit from remembering our past. A people which remembers does not repeat past errors; instead, it looks with confidence to the challenges of the present and the future.
History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.
I got a fortune cookie that said, "To remember is to understand." I have never forgotten it. A good judge remembers what it was like to be a lawyer. A good editor remembers being a writer. A good parent remembers what it was like to be a child.
I think as humans, no one remembers their successes, everyone just remembers their failures.
A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.
It's only first place in NHL. Nobody remembers who's second place. Everyone remembers the winner.
Life is not what one lived, but what One remembers and how One remembers it in order to recount it
Everyone who remembers his own education remembers teachers, not methods and techniques. The teacher is the heart of the educational system.
Everyone remembers the winner; nobody remembers who finishes second. But quite a lot, I seem to be right around the hunt with nine holes to play.
The north remembers, Lord Davos. The north remembers, and the mummer’s farce is almost done. My son is home.
The truth is most of the films that make a lot of money no one remembers, and I'm not interested in making films that no one remembers.
The body remembers, the bones remember, the joints remember, even the little finger remembers. Memory is lodged in pictures and feelings in the cells themselves. Like a sponge filled with water, anywhere the flesh is pressed, wrung, even touched lightly, a memory may flow out in a stream.
So Crake never remembered his dreams. It's Snowman that remembers them instead. Worse than remembers: he's immersed in them, he'd wading through them, he's stuck in them. Every moment he's lived in the past few months was dreamed first by Crake. No wonder Crake screamed so much.
As we walked, I began to wonder what the opposite of molting was and why, unlike the body, which sheds everything, the soul cannot let go but compiles and accumulates, growing annual rings around the things it wants and dreams and remembers
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