Top 26 Quotes About Memory In The Things They Carried
#1. Memory is life. It is always carried by groups of living people, and therefore it is in permanent evolution.
Eric Hobsbawm
#2. The things that come to us easily, our propensities, are carried on a deep subconscious level into our next life. There are no coincidences.
Raquel Cepeda
#3. Never doubt how beautiful you are, Callie. For your beauty has quite ruined me for all others. And, frankly, I rather wish I'd found you years ago.
Sarah MacLean
#4. Gilbert White discovered the formula for complete happiness, but he died before making the announcement, leaving it for me to do so. It is to be very busy with the unimportant.
A. Edward Newton
#5. Memory isn't something that stays with you at all times. It's a quantity that gets summoned or evoked or brought to mind. It gets carried to an arena for our viewing pleasure. By definition, then, there are times it must go missing.
Jodi Picoult
#6. In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom, especially if it has got to be carried into the market.
Joseph Conrad
#8. I dream of you in colors that don't exist.
Leah Raeder
#9. Liesel was sure her mother carried the memory of him, slung over her shoulder. She dropped him. She saw his feet and legs and body slap the platform.
Markus Zusak
#10. Water has a memory and carries within it our thoughts and prayers. As you yourself are water, no matter where you are, your prayers will be carried to the rest of the world.
Masaru Emoto
#11. The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower - suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.
Katharine Hepburn
#12. She was insane, and this was Janie. This was the Janie who loved fire and carried rocks. This was the Janie Vivian who trusted rarely but deeply, and hoped with everything she was. This was the Janie Vivian, who I had loved with every atom in every cell in my body before memory was relevant.
Amy Zhang
#13. He was twenty. I remembered twenty. I'd known everything at twenty. It took me another year to realize I knew nothing. I was still hoping to learn something before I hit thirty, but I wasn't holding my breath.
Laurell K. Hamilton
#14. But sometimes words are the only hands
we have to touch a bruised memory
or cleanse a wound that never healed
or lift a body we carried for years
at last to the pyre of shared grief
Fred Dings
#15. The dust of exploded beliefs may make a fine sunset.
Geoffrey Madan
#16. A part of me longed to lay it all down, that weight I carried, the acid pain of memory, the corrosion of hate.
Mark Lawrence
#17. They shared the weight of memory. They took up what others could no longer bear. Often, they carried each other, the wounded or weak.
Tim O'Brien
#18. For me in my twenties, working in Hollywood was confusing in that the differences between what was fiction and what was nonfiction seemed to blur in my mind. Everything became a visual memory for me. I carried my Leica camera, giving opportunity to take pictures from my view.
John Van Hamersveld
#20. The instant is gone, time has carried us into the realm of memory, it was like this, no, it was not, and everything becomes what we choose to invent.
Jose Saramago
#21. Sitting in his old schoolroom on the sofa with little cushions on the arms and looking into Natasha's wildly eager eyes, Rostov was carried back into that world of home and childhood which had no meaning for anyone else, but gave him some of the greatest pleasure in his life.
Leo Tolstoy
#22. My first vivid memory is ... when first I looked into her face and she looked into mine. That I do remember, and that exchanging looks I have carried with me all of my life. We recognized each other. I was her child and she was my mother.
Pearl S. Buck
#23. He was the only man I killed with my bare hands, but it affected me all right, that one. You never forget it, never. A memory is lodged in the mind but a feeling inhabits the whole body. And I have carried the feeling of that night with me for the last seven decades.
Denis Avey
#24. 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
#25. My earliest memory is dreamlike: in a small orchard or garden I am carried on the arm, I believe, of my father; there was a group of grown-ups, my mother among them, and the group was slowly walking in the orchard, it seems toward the house.
Immanuel Velikovsky
#26. I saw the pity in him. A part of me wanted to take it, wanted to tell him how I'd struggled against those hooks, how I'd watched William die. A part of me longed to lay it all down, that weight I carried, the acid pain of memory, the corrosion of hate. Lundist
Mark Lawrence
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