Top 1200 Short Memory Quotes & Sayings - Page 3

Attention is the stuff that memory is made of, and memory is accumulated genius.

But I believe above all that I wanted to build the palace of my memory, because my memory is my only homeland.

I believe... that our memories are part of one great memory, the memory of Nature herself.

Recording stories is a way of honoring the faculty of memory, even if it's recorded, outsourcing memory to technology.

This kind of forgetting does not erase memory, it lays the emotion surrounding the memory to rest.

My father was famous for his photographic memory. He was in the OSS. They trained him to be captured on purpose and to read upside down and backwards and commit to memory every document in Germany he saw as he was being interrogated - every schedule on every wall. So, that photographic memory somehow made its way to me when I was young.

Yesterday is but a memory, Tomorrow an uncharted course, So live today so it will be a memory without remorse.

There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.

Loss brings pain. Yes. But pain triggers memory. And memory is a kind of new birth, within each of us. And it is that new birth after long pain, that resurrection - in memory - that, to our surprise, perhaps, comforts us.

A person's memory is everything, really. Memory is identity. It's you.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined. Over the years, as the memory of Sophie Mol ... slowly faded, the Loss of Sophie Mol grew robust and alive. It was always there. Like a fruit in season. Every season. As permanent as a government job.

I wonder if memory is true, and I know that it cannot be, but that one lives by memory nevertheless and not by truth.

Time doesn't exist. It doesn't exist in any way. It's more subjective than real. Time doesn't exist. I believe in memory. Memory is the real inspiration. Memory creates time. Memory is pure power. Pure power and pure strength, and pure utilization of space and time (if time is something we can really ever label). But I don't believe in time itself.

to look back on one's life is to experience the capriciousness of memory. ... the past is not static. It can be relived only in memory, and memory is a device for forgetting as well as remembering. It, too, is not immutable. It rediscovers, reinvents, reorganizes. Like a passage of prose it can be revised and repunctuated. To that extent, every autobiography is a work of fiction and every work of fiction an autobiography.

Memory is therefore, neither Perception nor Conception, but a state or affection of one of these, conditioned by lapse of time. As already observed, there is no such thing as memory of the present while present, for the present is object only of perception, and the future, of expectation, but the object of memory is the past. All memory, therefore, implies a time elapsed; consequently only those animals which perceive time remember, and the organ whereby they perceive time is also that whereby they remember.

Develop your visual memory. Draw everything you have drawn from the model from memory as well.

The light of memory, or rather the light that memory lends to things, is the palest light of all. I am not quite sure whether I am dreaming or remembering, whether I have lived my life or dreamed it. Just as dreams do, memory makes me profoundly aware of the unreality, the evanescence of the world, a fleeting image in the moving water.

Memory and creativity are essential to education, but if you teach memory incorrectly, it is a total waste of time, and it will inhibit learning.

Our memory is made up of our individual memories and our collective memories. The two are intimately linked. And history is our collective memory. If our collective memory is taken from us - is rewritten - we lose the ability to sustain our true selves.

Fear is the memory of pain. Addiction is the memory of pleasure. Freedom is beyond both.

Places seem to me to have some kind of memory, in that they activate memory in those who look at them.

I was once married to a woman who could eat anything and tell you what was in it: the most complicated recipes. Her memory of taste - now that's what I call memory!

History is a people's memory, and without a memory, man is demoted to the lower animals.

You know, episodic TV directing is a very long and arduous job. You have very short schedules, short short shooting days, and you have to get lot of pages done.

As you may know, my motto is: "All memory is fiction." It could just as easily be: "All fiction is memory." Unpacked, these two statements defy the ease of logic, but offer some really important truths about narrative art, at the very least, and about memory. So I would say that all art is personal.

Now, we have inscribed a new memory alongside those others. It's a memory of tragedy and shock, of loss and mourning. But not only of loss and mourning. It's also a memory of bravery and self-sacrifice, and the love that lays down its life for a friend-even a friend whose name it never knew.

When you get old, it's hard to tell what's memory and what you've kind of created in your head as memory, you know?

If the public photograph contributes to a memory, it is to the memory of an unknowable and total stranger.

There's a preoccupation with memory and the operation of memory and a rather rapacious interest in history.

Of one thing alone I am very sure: it is a law of our nature that the memory of longing should survive the more fugitive memory of fulfillment.

Memory plays tricks. Memory is another word for story, and nothing is more unreliable.

Memory says, 'I did that.' Pride replies, 'I could not have done that.' Eventually, memory yields.

I shattered that memory by going back there. Without realizing it until it was too late, I replaced that memory with the emptiness of that day.

Remembered memory is much more powerful than actually having your own memory.

Whether you're a quarterback and you just threw a pick, or you're a corner and you just got beat for a touchdown, you've got to have a short-term memory, shake it off and play the next play.

Short chaps evolved naturally, but I didn't title and number them till much later. I like short chaps, like short books too, as a rule.

Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.

Memory is the crux of our humanity. Without memory we have no identities. That is really why I am committing an autobiography.

One can never be sure whether a very early memory is a real memory or just the recollection of something which you were told happened.

There is no memory or retentive faculty based on lasting impression. What we designate as memory is but increased responsiveness to repeated stimuli.

It is true that one of the first acts of tyrants is to erase history, to wipe out the recorded memory of a people. With that in mind, it's important to remember that the work that we do as writers, artists and performers will form an essential part of the collective memory that future generations will draw upon. And so we owe it to those future generations to defend that memory and be honest witnesses to our times.

Several sorts of memory exist in us; body and mind each possesses one peculiar to itself. Nostalgia, for instance, is a malady of the physical memory.

Peace. That's what salaam means. Peace unto you." The words brought forth an echo from Ender's memory. His mother's voice reading to him softly, when he was very young. ... The kiss, the word, the peace were with him still. I am only what I remember, and Alai is my friend in a memory so intense that they can't tear him out. Like Valentine, the strongest memory of all.

So many people that we met had some sort of connection to the [Olympics] games. Some story about how they volunteered there, or some sort of memory of it. It still is in the cultural memory and identity of these cities as much as it is in the physical and architectural memory. It's where these two things overlap, I think, that we're trying to explore with the photos.

You all know Newt Gingrich. Newt is short for Newton. People say if that's the case, what is Mitt short for? It's short for 'Mittens.'

Don't let your cool stand in the way of being soulful. Life is too short. Too short to hate. Too short to judge. Too short not to live for. Don't let anything or anyone get the best of you or your heart and mind. If you are going down... go down swinging, singing, and loving.

Memory is quite central for me. Part of it is that I like the actual texture of writing through memory.

To be a character who feels a deep emotion, one must go into the memory's vault and mix in a sad memory from one's own life.

I come from a family who prided themselves, both sides, on memory. And I was told growing up, constantly, that I was born with a really good memory.

I'd love a super human memory. My memory has never been good.

I love that the idea of examining memory, and the way memory is edited was made more interesting because it was being filtered through a writer.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.

Memory is very important, the memory of each photo taken, flowing at the same speed as the event.

Pain does not create a long-lasting memory, but the memory of luxury exerts itself for ever.

The mammalian brain evolved exquisite place memory because that was essential for survival. This is why squirrels have such a good memory for where they buried their nuts.

We humans are still a very primitive culture, and it's one of the traps we've fallen into over the course of our lives - to forget our history. That's why George Orwell's 'Animal Farm' is so profound. It chronicles our short memory.

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory.

That's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory— hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can built off our pasts and make future.

Sometimes I wanted to take a memory - one perfect memory - curl up in it, and go to sleep.

I'm very, very happy with my recognition/lack of recognition in England in terms of my life. In terms of household name-age. The public's memory is very short, luckily.