“Oh the bitten mouth, oh the kissed limbs, oh the hungering teeth, oh the entwined bodies. Oh the mad coupling of hope and force in which we merged and despaired.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“It is easy to love people in memory; the hard thing is to love them when they are there in front of you”— John Updike, amazon.com
“Memory fades, memory adjusts, memory conforms to what we think we remember.”— Joan Didion, amazon.com
“Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would be like that with me. That if I died I would still be part of life in one way or another.”— Anton Chekhov, amazon.com
“I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes.”— Vladimir Nabokov, lib.ru
“What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them.”— T. S. Eliot, amazon.com
“Every word leaves a memory in your heart – and it the sum of these memories that form sentences, paragraphs, books.”— Paulo Coelho, paulocoelhoblog.com
“She thought to herself, "This is now." She was glad that the cozy house, and Pa and Ma and the firelight and the music, were now. They could not be forgotten, she thought, because now is now. It can never be a long time ago.”— Laura Ingalls Wilder, amazon.com
“You never forget. It must be somewhere inside you. Even if the brain has forgotten, perhaps the teeth remember. Or the fingers.”— Neil Gaiman, amazon.com
“I have a hot memory, but I know I've forgotten many things, too, just squashed things in favor of survival.”— Iggy Pop, rollingstone.com
“Has it ever struck you that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quick you hardly catch it going?”— Tennessee Williams, amazon.com
“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.”— Tennessee Williams, amazon.com
“Some things don’t last forever, but some things do. Like a good song, or a good book, or a good memory you can take out and unfold in your darkest times, pressing down on the corners and peering in close, hoping you still recognize the person you see there.”— Sarah Dessen, amazon.com
“The bonds between ourselves and another person exists only in our minds. Memory as it grows fainter loosens them, and notwithstanding the illusion by which we want to be duped and which, out of love, friendship, politeness, deference, duty, we dupe other people, we exist alone. Man is the creature w…”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“The places we have known do not belong solely to the world of space in which we situate them for our greater convenience. They were only a thin slice among contiguous impressions which formed our life at that time; the memory of a certain image is but regret for a certain moment; and houses, roads,…”— Marcel Proust, amazon.com
“There is a language older by far and deeper than words. It is the language of bodies, of body on body, wind on snow, rain on trees, wave on stone. It is the language of dream, gesture, symbol, memory. We have forgotten this language. We do not even remember that it exists.”— Derrick Jensen, amazon.com
“Fulfillment isn't another word for happiness. All kinds of things make us happy at work: hitting a goal, getting a promotion, landing a new client, completing a project, the list goes on. But happiness is temporary; the feeling doesn't last. Nobody walks around energized by the memory of a goal hit…”— Simon Sinek, amazon.com