Top 1200 Memory Loss Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

memory is the only way home.

Memory - the very skin of life.

Memory in America suffers amnesia.

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.

The color white is the absence of memory.

My memory's pretty much gone.

A bad memory is the mother of invention.

You never know when you're making a memory.

I'm like a goldfish. My memory is terrible.

memory is to love what the saucer is to the cup.

I have a photographic memory; I just haven't developed it yet.

The memory of the just survives in Heaven.

Memory, bosom-spring of joy.

Food is so heavily connected to memory.

White Americans have a short memory.

I have an old brain but a terrific memory.

Memory is everything. Without it we are nothing.

Of all our sorrows, memory is the worst.

When the starry sky, a vista of open seas, or a stained-glass window shedding purple beams fascinate me, there is a cluster of meaning, of colors, of words, of caresses, there are light touches, scents, sighs, cadences that arise, shroud me, carry me away, and sweep me beyond the things I see, hear, or think, The "sublime" object dissolves in the raptures of a bottomless memory. It is such a memory, which, from stopping point to stopping point, remembrance to remembrance, love to love, transfers that object to the refulgent point of the dazzlement in which I stray in order to be.

The mists of nostalgia color memory.

My dad thinks I have a photographic memory.

dealing with loss and heartache doesn't make you stronger. It only makes people think you are.

Anything processed by memory is fiction.

Memory is the only friend of grief.

Memory is, first, a captivating mystery.

At the heart of memory, is the stillness of time.

Memory is the receptacle and sheath of all knowledge

The circus leaves a sweet memory.

The memory of man is as old as misfortune

It's not possible to put into words the sense of loss and grief that comes to a family that loses one of their children.

On the stem of memory imaginations blossom.

Nothing is so retentive as a nation's memory.

What business does memory have with time?

Memory is your image of perfection.

I imitatea memory of beliefthat I do not own.

You think you know what is just and what is not. I understand. We all think we know." I had no doubt, myself, then, that at each moment each one of us, man, woman, child, perhaps even the poor old horse turning the mill-wheel, knew what was just: all creatures come into the world bringing with them the memory of justice. "But we live in a world of laws," I said to my poor prisoner, "a world of the second-best. There is nothing we can do about that. We are fallen creatures. All we can do is to uphold the laws, all of us, without allowing the memory of justice to fade.

Who am I, then, if my memory is impaired?

Nothing is a waste that makes a memory.

a dream is only a memory of the future

You can fall ill with just a memory.

Most of our difficulties, our hopes, and our worries are empty fantasies. Nothing has ever existed except this moment. That's all there is. That's all we are. Yet most human beings spend 50 to 90 percent or more of their time in their imagination, living in fantasy. We think about what has happened to us, what might have happened, how we feel about it, how we should be different, how others should be different, how it's all a shame, and on and on; it's all fantasy, all imagination. Memory is imagination. Every memory that we stick to devastates our life.

I was very disturbed to find that a few people were angry at my weight loss.

Some day soon, perhaps in forty years, there will be no one alive who has ever known me. That's when I will be truly dead - when I exist in no one's memory. I thought a lot about how someone very old is the last living individual to have known some person or cluster of people. When that person dies, the whole cluster dies,too, vanishes from the living memory. I wonder who that person will be for me. Whose death will make me truly dead?

Short term memory is not good.

Memory is a mirror that scandalously lies.

What do all my books have in common? A commitment to memory.

We cannot develop and print a memory.

Memory itself is an internal rumour.

Observation is an old man's memory.

Consciousness is the feel of accessing memory.

Life is a memory, and then it is nothing.

I have a really bad memory, to be honest.

'Mnemonic' is a play about memory.

Still are the thoughts to memory dear.

In memory Venice is always magic.

How vast a memory has Love!

For history is to the nation as memory is to the individual.

Memory is a powerful thing for a writer.

Memory is the basis of every journey.

When you lose someone, their memory lives on.