What is it that you contain? The dead, time, light patterns of millenia opening in your gut. What is salted up in the memory of you? Memory past and memory future.
Will. For a moment her heart hesitated. She remembered when Will had died, her agony, the long nights alone, reaching across the bed every morning when she woke up, for years expecting to find him the...
(pl. ) of Memory
Your identity is no more than the memory of your mind, and the time you learn to consciously look into your memories of the past, the first time you realize that nowhere you exist in your mind.
Life is about going with the flow of time...Every single moment is becoming a past & every past needs us to let them stay as is untouched... Every single moment demands you to go... Don't turn back it...
I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make different, new memories. None of that happened. Better things happened. Then why am...
Sometimes. it is not the person that you miss, but the memories that you made.
MIND is not a dustbin to keep anger, hatred and jealousy. But it is the treasure box to keep, love happiness and sweet memories.
Some people walk into our lives and leave footprints on our hearts. Others walk into our lives and we want to leave footprints on their face!
A question wells up inside me, a question so big it blocks my throat and makes it hard to breathe. Somehow I swallow it back, finally choosing another. "Are memories such an important thing?""It depen...
The money is in a different league these days, of course, but I have special memories of the 60s and 70s which players today don't have. There wasn't the same celebrity attitude and media exposure. We...
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
I have the best memories as a kid eating ice cream. It was a family tradition that I had with my father. It was nice.
Family holidays and weekends are really brightly colored memories, full of my mother and father, rather than our nannies and au pairs.
My childhood memories are amazing I had freedom in every way - but I see everything from a different perspective now that I live outside.
It would be sad if my best work had been 20 years ago and now I only had memories.
I just have beautiful memories of what has happened in my life.
The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.
The present moment is changing so fast that we often do not notice its existence at all. Every moment of mind is like a series of pictures passing through a projector. Some of the pictures come from s...
But there, war does not care for predetermination; it also destroys in fury that wich is immaterial, the hopes and expectations (from Requiem for a Hotel /Nekrolog auf ein Hotel,1918)
I suppose if we forgot stuff we’ll never know we forgot it, because we won’t remember
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