Memory S Door Quotes

#1. Someone knocks at the door of an apartment to borrow salt or sugar, people run into each other in the elevator, and in this way become inscribed in the spectator's memory.

Krzysztof Kieslowski

#2. Creff was visibly agitated by the stranger's appearance at our door. Memory calls to mind the anxious wringing of his hands, resembling two furless pink badgers wrestling for each other's throats ...

K.W. Jeter

#3. greater sexual freedom expands the grey area between consensual sex and rape

Anonymous

#4. The niceties of existence were not a matter of concern, yet everything around was closed down most of the time. If you lived in a middle-class community in Chicago, children and adults came daily to the door saying, 'We are starving, how about a potato?' I speak from poignant memory.

Paul Samuelson

#5. The luminescent flow of a sunbathed garden - illuminating the shifting colors of its inhabitants - echoed in my memory as I opened the antique bookstore door in the shaft of window light.
The books, like the flowers of the garden, awaited me with the thrill of a new mystery.

Gina Marinello-Sweeney

#6. Now I'm just like everybody else, and it's so funny,
the way monogamy is funny, the way
someone falling down in the street is funny.
I entered a revolving door and emerged
as a human being. When you think of me
is my face electronically blurred?

Jeffrey McDaniel

#7. He hunched his shoulders and looked at the floor. With that movement, he entered the past. When he put on his jacket, kissed me again, and walked to the door, he was already a memory.

Siri Hustvedt

#8. What's got into me? Do I want children? Do I want to be a mamma, nursing and singing lullabies? Marriage plus pregnancy? And if my mother should emerge from my stomach just now when I think I'm safe?

Elena Ferrante

#9. I don't like perfect people. They're usually not.

James L. Rubart

#10. This was your mother's door. She was loyal, brilliant, beautiful, and she was my friend. I will treasure her memory forever.

E.B. White

#11. There are myriad kisses in a relationship: desperate ones as involuntary as breathing, stolen ones on crowded trains, ceremonial ones at the front door, routine ones as dispassionate as licking an envelope. It takes two to kiss, but does it take two to hold the memory?

Stephanie Ye

#12. Images of an ancient race of beautiful but savage immortals danced through my head. It was hard to believe such a world of make-believe actually existed.

Kelley R. Martin

#13. Without God at the beginning, there can be only confusion at the end.

Edward J. Flanagan

#14. Okay, please do the memory wipe thing to my parents. That sounds amazing. And while you're at it, there was this time when I was twelve that I crashed my moms car into the garage door..."
"Lets not get carried away Mr. Portman.

Ransom Riggs

#15. Architecture is made of memory. The slope of a roof, the shape of a window, and the color of a door contain the record of the minds that conceived them and the hands that crafted them.

Anthony Lawlor

#16. Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage we did not take, towards the door we never opened, into the rose garden.

T. S. Eliot

#17. He still felt just as light-headed, and a loop of the scene of the kiss kept playing in his head. It was already a cult film in his memory. Finally he opened the door to his apartment and found his living room much too small in comparison with his appetite for living.

David Foenkinos

#18. To write more from memory and to be more creative - I think - because I am still writing about Los Angeles but I can't walk out my door and immediately drive to places I am writing about. So I think it has been a very good change for me after 11 books to start writing this way.

Michael Connelly

#19. In the Land of Memory the time is always Now.
In the Kingdom of Ago, the clocks tick ... but their hands never move.
There is an Unfound Door
(O lost)
and memory is the key which opens it.

Stephen King

#20. Increasingly, Sawtooth's own memories are a loud bright muddle, like opening the door on a party full of strangers. He lies awake at night, limping down the long corridors of his memory, trying to find the girl's hands, ...

Karen Russell

#21. Consideration doth, as it were, open the door between the head and the heart: the understanding having received truths, lays them up in the memory now, consideration is the conveyer of theme from thence to the affections (571).

Richard Baxter

#22. The though revives in him the oldest memory of his life. A child sees a door closing: without knowing who it is that has just left, he senses it is someone he loves with all his tiny, still mute being.

Andrei Makine

#23. He fills my thoughts, my dreams, and my nightmares. The memory of him, and his touch, pound on the door to my soul with such force that cracks are forming in the wood. I do my best to act like no one is home by keeping the door locked and the lights off.

Andrea Randall

#24. inspect what you expect

Josh Kent

#25. By 1776 the American revolutionaries had defined "despotism" down to the level of taxing tea and quartering soldiers. At

Steven Pinker

#26. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened. - T. S. Eliot, "Burnt Norton

Blake Crouch

#27. All I want to do is sing on other people's records.

Neko Case

#28. Though you forget the way to the Temple,
There is one who remembers the way to your door:
Life you may evade, but Death you shall not.
You shall not deny the Stranger.

T. S. Eliot

#29. The door moved aside like a curtain, revealing a scene that would be embedded on my memory for always. It would change everything. Ruin everything. Break everything.

Tarryn Fisher

#30. We're tying off string at the edge of Hampton's claim when I notice Jefferson staring at me. "You don't have to watch my eyes," I grumble. "When I sense gold, I'll tell you straight."

"That's not why I'm looking," he replies, and Hampton fails to keep the grin from his face.

Rae Carson

#31. Laws of silence don't work ... . When something is festering in your memory or your imagination, laws of silence don't work, it's just like shutting a door and locking it on a house on fire in hope of forgetting that the house is burning. But not facing a fire doesn't put it out.

Tennessee Williams

#32. To be normal is the ultimate aim of the unsuccessful.

Carl Jung

#33. There were few sounds she enjoyed more than the groans of dying men, but the wind was one of them.

Sarah J. Maas

#34. My generation is now the door to memory. That is why I am remembering.

Joy Harjo

#35. I wear the key of memory, and can open every door in the house of my life.

Amelia Barr

#36. The professional dedicates himself to mastering technique not because he believes technique is a substitute for inspiration but because he wants to be in possession of the full arsenal of skills when inspiration does come.

Steven Pressfield

#37. When it made the distinctive screech that only an old country screen door could make, another layer of lead came off his chest. That was a sound of home. Of history and memory and comfort.

Susan Fanetti

#38. A madman overcomes it by adapting to his surroundings. You can't give up. Why die? There is always another mission; it's the missions that keep you alive.

Stephen Richards

#39. Even dirty water has a bath

R.W. Erskine

#40. The repressed memory is like a noisy intruder being thrown out of the concert hall. You can throw him out, but he will bang on the door and continue to disturb the concert. The analyst opens the door and says, If you promise to behave yourself, you can come back in.

Theodor Reik