Top 1200 No Memory Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

Time and memory are true artists; they remould reality nearer to the heart's desire.

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

Chess sharpens the mind, stimulates concentration, improves the memory and promotes visualization.

I feel like I've had a lot of painful situations that I intentionally delete from my memory.

I love playing in Chicago. It's the memory lane hometown, which is really nice.

If memory survived eternally, then indeed there might be justification for a belief in hell.

Waking from any fever dream, one retains, above all, impressions seared into memory.

I have a memory, and I can just eliminate mistakes when they come up because I've already made them.

I'm a big fan of rituals in general because I'm a firm believer in muscle memory.

I have an unusual type of thinking. I have no visual memory whatsoever. Everything is conceptual to me.

The most profound memory I have from my childhood is burning down my house at 6 years old.

Remember my friend, that knowledge is stronger than memory, and we should not trust the weaker

We only labor to stuff the memory, and leave the conscience and the understanding unfurnished and void.

We burn the evil men do with their mortal remains. We treasure the memory of the good they do, and distance magnifies it.

An autobiography usually reveals nothing bad about its writer except his memory.

One of my random skills is I have a very strong memory for dialogue and moments, and I don't know why.

It's surprising how much memory is built around things unnoticed at the time.

I have a terrible memory in general, but one thing I've always been able to remember is my songs.

My first memory of motor racing - I think it was just attending a go kart race.

Never lend money to a friend. It's dangerous. It could damage his memory.

We do not know the true value of our moments until they have undergone the test of memory.

I cherish my childish loves--the memory of that warm little nest where my affections were fledged.

It is certain that memory contains not only philosophy, but all the arts and all that appertain to the use of life.

Writers serve as the memory of a people. They chew over our public past.

Visiting old haunts is hard on memory. Things shrink, change, and disappear.

Memory is dialogic and arises not only from direct experience but from the intercourse of many minds.

Tony Judt's remarkable 'The Memory Chalet' was written from the prison of mute immobility.

My memory seems to be holding on quite well. There is no reason why it shouldn't if you keep training it.

By the time I was in sixth grade I could bound every country in the world from memory.

Unlike memory, which confirms and reinforces itself, history contributes to the disenchantment of the world.

I look upon 'A Little Bit of Luck' as a very bizarre, happy, surreal memory.

It's been 25 years now, and truthfully, time sometimes blurs the memory.

Nothing is more responsible for the good old days than a bad memory.

I don't decide to represent anything except myself. But that self is full of collective memory.

A photographic memory, to me, is kind of like brainiac, genius type. I don't think I have that.

Advancing bourgeois society liquidates memory, time, recollection as irrational leftovers of the past.

I been in the blues all my life. I'm still delivering 'cause I got a long memory.

I have a writer's memory which makes everything worse than maybe it actually was.

What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them.

Context and memory play powerful roles in all the truly great meals in one's life.

It is only when memory is filtered through imagination that the films we make will have real depth.

Only constant repetition will finally succeed in imprinting an idea on the memory of the crowd.

I was probably unusually close to my parents, so I do what I can now to preserve the integrity of their memory. The Holocaust deserves to be remembered.

Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.

Long after one has forgotten what a woman wore, the memory of her perfume lingers.

History illumes reality, vitalizes memory, provides guidance in daily life

No industry in living memory has collapsed faster than daily print journalism.

True scholarship consists in knowing not what things exist, but what they mean; it is not memory but judgment.

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him!

I kept it for myself like a keepsake, as if sharing the memory might lead to its dissipation.

I saw Frank Frazetta's art, and it seared on my memory. I love his paintings. They're so amazing.

I wish my memory weren't so bad. They tell me it's from all the football and boxing and the concussions that I got.

Memory and poetry go together, absolutely. It is a matter of preserving and of remembering things.

If you don't get a good night's sleep, the events of the day are not properly encoded in memory.

My earliest memory was going to my grandma's house, milking the cows, and collecting the eggs from the chickens.

The loss of memory isn't always the problem; sometimes--maybe even often--it's the solution.

I come not to entertain you with worldly festivities but to arouse your sleeping memory of immortality.

Memory, that library of the soul from which I will draw knowledge and experience for the rest of my life.

I don't think anybody would be interested in my memoir - and my memory isn't very good either!

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart rendered to God for his goodness.