MEMORY
Basil, Saint
Memory is the cabinet of imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and the council chamber of thought.
Beecher, Henry Ward
Memory can glean, but never renew.—it brings us joys faint as is the perfume of the flowers, faded and dried, of the summer that is gone.
Blessington, Marguerite
Memory seldom fails when its office is to show us the tombs of our buried hopes.
Bonstetten, Carl Victor de
If the memory is more flexible in childhood, it is more tenacious in mature age; if childhood has sometimes the memory of words, old age has that of things, which impress themselves according to the clearness of the conception of the thought which we wish to retain.
Bronte, Charlotte
A memory without blot or contamination must be an exquisite treasure, an inexhaustible source of pure refreshment.
Byron, George Gordon Noel
Joy's recollection is no longer joy, while sorrow's memory is sorrow still.
Child's Definition
My memory is the thing I forget with.
Cicero, Marcus Tullius
Memory is the receptacle and sheath of all knowledge.
Colton, Caleb C.
Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies.
Memory is the friend of wit, but the treacherous ally of invention; there are many books that owe their success to two things,—the good memory of those who write them, and the bad memory of those who read them.
Cooper, Peter
It is a terrible thought, that nothing is ever forgotten; that not an oath is ever uttered that does not continue to vibrate through all time, in the wide-spreading current of sound; that not a prayer is lisped, that its record is not to be found stamped on the laws of nature by the indelible seal of the Almighty's will.
De Quincey, Thomas
That memory is the book of judgment, from some opium experiences of mine, I can believe. I have, indeed, seen the same thing asserted in modern books, and accompanied by a remark which I am convinced is true, namely: that the dread book of account, which the Scriptures speak of is, in fact, the mind itself of each individual. Of this, at least, I feel assured—that there is no such thing as forgetting, possible to the mind; a thousand accidents may and will interpose a veil between our present consciousness and the secret inscriptions on the mind; accidents of the same sort will also rend away this veil; but whether veiled or unveiled, the inscription remains forever; just as the stars seem to withdraw before the common light of day; whereas, in fact, we all know that it is the light which is drawn over them as a veil, and that they are waiting to be revealed, when the obscuring daylight shall have withdrawn.
Dryden, John
The joys I have possessed are ever mine; out of thy reach, behind eternity, hid in the sacred treasure of the past, but blest remembrance brings them hourly back.
Durivage, Francis Alexander
They teach us to remember; why do not they teach us to forget? There is not a man living who has not, some time in his life, admitted that memory was as much of a curse as a blessing.
Edwards, Tryon
The secret of a good memory is attention, and attention to a subject depends upon our interest in it.—We rarely forget that which has made a deep impression on our minds.
Eliot, George
The memory has as many moods as the temper, and shifts its scenery like a diorama.
Fuller, Thomas
Memory depends very much on the perspicuity, regularity, and order of our thoughts. Many complain of the want of memory, when the defect is in their judgment; and others, by grasping at all, retain nothing.
Memory is the treasure-house of the mind wherein the monuments thereof are kept and preserved.
Haliburton, Thomas C.
The memory of past favors, is like a rainbow, bright, vivid, and beautiful, but it soon fades away.—The memory of injuries is engraved on the heart, and remains forever.
Irving, Washington
There is a remembrance of the dead, to which we turn even from the charms of the living. These we would not exchange for the song of pleasure or the bursts of revelry.
Johnson, Samuel
We consider ourselves as defective in memory, either because we remember less than we desire, or less than we suppose others to remember.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The two offices of memory are collection and distribution.
Lactantius
Memory tempers prosperity, mitigates adversity, controls youth, and delights old age.
Lessing, Gotthold E.
How can such deep-imprinted images sleep in us at times, till a word, a sound, awake them?
Macdonald, George
No one is likely to remember what is entirely uninteresting to him.
Mercier, Alfred
What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
Moore, Thomas
Through the shadowy past, like a tomb-searcher, memory ran, lifting each shroud that time had cast o'er buried hopes.
Pope, Alexander
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and lo, what myriads rise!
Richter, Jean Paul
Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
Rochefoucauld, Francois, Duc de la
Every one complains of his memory; nobody of his judgment.
Rowe, Nicholas
The memory is a treasurer to whom we must give funds, if we would draw the assistance we need.
Stael, Madam de
O, Memory, thou bitter-sweet—both a joy and a scourge.
Thackeray, William Makepeace
It is an old saying that we forget nothing.—As people in fever begin suddenly to talk the language of their infancy, so we are stricken by memory sometimes, and old affections rush back on us as vivid as in the time when they were our daily talk, when their presence gladdened our eyes, when their accents thrilled in our cars,—when, with passionate tears and grief, we flung ourselves upon their hopeless corpses. Parting is death,—at least, as far as this life is concerned. A passion comes to an end; it is carried off in a coffin, or, weeping in a post-chaise; it drops out of life one way or another, and the earth-clods close over it, and we see it no more. But it has been part of our souls, and it is eternal.
Tupper, Martin Farquhar
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes.—Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Memory, the daughter of attention, is the teeming mother of knowledge.
Welby, Amelia B.
As dew to the blossom, and bud to the bee, as the scent to the rose, are those memories to me.
