A Quote by Susane Colasanti

Who remembers everything about somebody? — © Susane Colasanti
Who remembers everything about somebody?
The mind remembers only certain things. The body remembers everything. The information it carries goes back to the beginning of existence.
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.
When somebody brings up a movie (of mine) that I haven't heard about in a long time, I feel like a 70-year-old pitcher at a bar somewhere, and somebody walks in and says, 'Oh, my God, I was in St. Louis and I saw you. You pitched a shutout.' It's real. I really did do that, because someone today remembers it.
Everything about me remembers everything about you
He would have liked to know that somebody wanted to keep him alive, that someone remembered him. He used to say that we exist as long as somebody remembers us.
You should dress so that somebody remembers you.
We exist as long as somebody remembers us.
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.
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.
When you play somebody's life, everything about your likeness, everything about the way you talk, whatever, has to become that person.
It is lovely, when I forget all birthdays, including my own, to find that somebody remembers me.
You and me will read a book and find three interesting things that we remember. But Colin finds everything intriguing. He reads a book about presidents and he remembers more of it because everything he reads clicks in his head as fugging interesting.
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.
Life is not what one lived, but what One remembers and how One remembers it in order to recount it
History remembers only the celebrated, genealogy remembers them all.
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