Top Recollection Quotes

Its really hard to recall the day you became friends with special people.

Recollection builds up our personality. Our individuality is based on all the little pieces we assembled in the past. ("The past was her best friend")

Recollection Definition

(n.) The act of recollecting, or recalling to the memory; the operation by which objects are recalled to the memory, or ideas revived in the mind; reminiscence; remembrance.

(n.) The power of recalling ideas to the mind, or the period within which things can be recollected; remembrance; memory; as, an event within my recollection.

(n.) That which is recollected; something called to mind; reminiscence.

(n.) The act or practice of collecting or concentrating the mind; concentration; self-control.

Retrospect: the sweetener of life.

Memory is a few lines snipped from a larger story that we are privileged to tuck away between the pages of our minds.

[O]ne of the most influential approaches to thinking about memory in recent years, known as connectionism, has abandoned the idea that a memory is an activated picture of a past event. Connectionist o...

The bare recollection of anger kindles anger.

There are some things one remembers even though they may never have happened.

That brief walk was one of those moments he knew he'd remember and look back on, one of those moments that he'd try to capture in the stories he told. Nothing was happening, really, but the moment was...

Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.

Remembrance of things past is not necessarily the remembrance of things as they were.

Do all people have that? A face, a phrase, a landscape, an air bubble from the past suddenly floating up as if released by the head warden's child from a cell in the brain while the mind is at work on...

How small the cosmos (a kangaroo's pouch would hold it), how paltry and puny in comparison to human consciousness, to a single individual recollection, and its expression in words!

In her final years she would still recall the trip that, with the perverse lucidity of nostalgia, became more and more recent in her memory.

It's strange how memory gets twisted and pulled like taffy in its retelling, how a single event can mean something different to everyone present.

I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don't have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.

I've had several work addiction cycles in my life. Those were situations when important tasks were assigned to me. I took into account that people should remember me based on what I did rather than ba...

The hippo of recollection stirred in the muddy waters of the mind.

I think it is all a matter of love the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes