A Quote by Nate Silver

Voters' memories will fade some. — © Nate Silver
Voters' memories will fade some.
Voters memories will fade some.
That's the trouble with living things. Don't last very long. Kittens one day, old cats the next. And then just memories. And the memories fade and blend and smudge together.
Why did happy memories fade and blur until one could scarcely recall them at all, while horrible memories seemed to retain their blinding clarity and painful sharpness?
When Democrats concede the idea that some voters are not our voters, we shouldn't be surprised when those voters agree.
As time passes, the day will come when everything will fade to memories. But those miraculous days, when you and I, along with everyone else, searched together for just that one thing, will continue revolving forever somewhere deep in my heart, as my bittersweet memory.
Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.
My advice is to listen and accept the will of the American people, the Republican voters. The Republican Party is the Republican voters, and Republican voters oppose these trade agreements more than Democrat voters do.
Fade, flowers, fade! Nature will have it so; 'tis but what we in our autumn do.
When memories fade, can one ever really return home?
Memories fade but words hang around forever.
Memories are meant to fade, Lenny. They're designed that way for a reason.
Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.
Memories don’t fade, it is just we who start overlooking the things once done or said.
If memories were indeed like what a camera records, they could be forgotten, or they could fade so that they are no longer clear and vivid. But it would be difficult to explain how people could have memories that are both clear and vivid while also being wrong. Yet that happens, and it is not infrequent.
Once in a while, our thoughts drift and fade, back into the recessed hiding places where our memories are stored. At times we recall them- the memories of our loves, our youths, our life experiences. These dreams appear to us, and for seconds, minutes, or hours we are there once again.
The older we get, the swifter time seems to pass and the quicker memories seem to fade.
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