I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again.
The life of the dead is set in the memory of the living.
The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.
We are all instruments endowed with feeling and memory. Our senses are so many strings that are struck by surrounding objects and that also frequently strike themselves.
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.
It is sadder to find the past again and find it inadequate to the present than it is to have it elude you and remain forever a harmonious conception of memory.
The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream.
Hope has a good memory, gratitude a bad one.
Study without desire spoils the memory, and it retains nothing that it takes in.”
The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.
There is no one, no matter how wise he is, who has not in his youth said things or done things that are so unpleasant to recall in later life that he would expunge them entirely from his memory if that were possible.
To forget is the secret of eternal youth. One grows old only through memory. There's much too little forgetting.
Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory
With your memory tonight, I feel so rich, so good, so happy
Our life is a hope which is continually converting itself into memory and memory in its turn begets hope.
It is easy to love people in memory; the hard thing is to love them when they are there in front of you.
In memory, everything seems to happen to music.