I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.
There's intense national feeling in America that could be called patriotism.
I'm the first to admit that I like going to, or my memories at least of going to Clint Eastwood movies or Charles Bronson or James Bond.
[Screaming out to Mr. Memory at the Music Hall] Richard Hannay: What are The 39 Steps?
What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them.
Time passes by, memory stays Torturing silently, rest of our days... Sigh!
We don't have any bad memories of the people of the United States.
Memories don’t fade, it is just we who start overlooking the things once done or said.
I have a writer's memory which makes everything worse than maybe it actually was.
Let's create a new memory,where our futures will fall back for strength
The Christmas memories you make this year will be the ones you remember in the years to come.
Time laughs in the distance as I cling to the belief memories of you will fade.
Slavery is a memory of something we cannot remember, and yet we cannot forget.
As the years go by, it’s our relationships that will leave us the best memories to celebrate endlessly.
We enter this universe alone in search of microscopic beauty—and while we love, or are loved by others—we leave this world completely alone, having only found infinite sorrow. Despite there being so many of us, each of us tragically realizes that...
Without books we should very likely be a still-primitive people living in the shadow of traditions that faded with years until only a blur remained, and different memories would remember the past in different ways. A parent or a teacher has only his ...
I used to teach at an abused children's home. I told the kids, "You all have a manure pile of memories. Nothing you can do about that. Now you can drown in the stink or turn it into compost and grow a garden. I wouldn't't be as good a teacher to you ...
...here we have the first lesson about the nature of memory: what you wish to forget, you may not be able to. What seems to have died, perhaps is just asleep. On the other hand, sometimes you wish to remember something, and there it stands at the doo...
A poem should be palpable and mute As a globed fruit, Dumb As old medallions to the thumb, Silent as the sleeve-worn stone Of casement ledges where the moss has grown— A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds. A poem should be motionless in...
There is much: recognition of the fact that human beings live indeterminate and incomplete lives; recognition of the power exerted over and upon us by our own habits and memories; recognition of the ways in which the world presses in on all of us, fo...
I'll tell you this much. Men think memories are like murals or statues or truth or whatever happened, never changes none. But that ain't so. They can capture the untruth of something, just as easy. They can change, especially as time leads to time. (...
