Quotes about Memory

Unless we fix certain hours in the day for prayer, it easily slips from our memory.

I listened, motionless and still And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

That though the radiance which was once so bright be now forever taken from my sight. Though nothing can bring back the hour of splendor in the grass, glory in the flower. We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

She died, and left to me This heath, this calm and quiet scene, The memory of what has been, And never more will be.

I listen'd, motionless and still; And, as I mounted up the hill, The music in my heart I bore, Long after it was heard no more.

What though the radiance which was once so bright Be now for ever taken from my sight, Though nothing can bring back the hour Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower, We will grieve not, rather find Strength in what remains behind;

For the Arab, the past does not merely live. The past defines the present.

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

In the man whose childhood has known caresses and kindness, there is always a fiber of memory that can be touched to gentle issues.

No child, not even the most ordinary, forgets or forgives a single one of the commands inflicted on it.

I don't want my past to become anyone else's future.

But because of his telling, many who did not believe have come to believe, and some who did not care have come to care. He tells the story, out of infinite pain, partly to honor the dead, but also to warn the living - to warn the living that it could happen again and that it must never happen again. Better than one heart be broken a thousand times in the retelling, he has decided, if it means that a thousand other hearts need not be broken at all.