The scene is memory and is therefore nonrealistic. Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart.
Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future...
White Americans have a short memory.
To be a liar, you've got to have a great memory, and I don't have a memory.
You have to have a short memory as a closer.
Only those with no memory insist on their originality.
My earliest memories are doing commercials and TV.
Nothing is so admirable in politics as a short memory.
The palest ink is better than the best memory.
We're all just a bundle of habits shaped by our memories. And to the extent that we control our lives, we do so by gradually altering those habits, which is to say the networks of our memory. No lasting joke, or invention, or insight, or work of art ...
The hollowness in his chest, the tense yearning, the loneliness he braces against, every morning until he can immerse himself in work and forget. Not love. Something else, something with a power that endures. Not love, but a memory of love.
Nobel Prize-winning neuroscientist Eric Kandel says we are who we are because of what we learn and what we remember. Who am I, then, if my memory is impaired?
Memory is fiction . . . All memory is a way of reconstructing the past. . . The act of narrating a memory is the act of creating fiction. [Armitstead, Claire. “Damon Galgut talks about his novel In a Strange Room.” The Guardian. 10 September 2010...
Some of your childhood traumas may be remembered with incredible clarity, while others are so frightening or incomprehensible that your conscious mind buries the memory in your unconscious.
Feelings are memories. Memories are also feelings.
If knowledge is not democratized, power can never be.
But it was smell that carried memory.
Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.
My earliest memories are being pinned to a fence with a switchblade.
History is a people's memory, and without a memory, a man is demoted to the lower animals.
Probably the earliest memories for me would be going to restaurants with my family.
