C. S. Lewis Quotes

A pleasure is full grown only when it is remembered.

I do enjoy thinking about the past.

Memory is satisfied desire.

Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory.

The time must come to all of us, who live long, when memory is more than prospect. An angler who has reached this stage and reviews the pleasure of life will be grateful and glad that he has been an angler, for he will look back on days radiant with happiness, peaks of enjoyment that are no less bright because they are lit in memory by the light of a setting sun.

A photograph it a souvenir of a memory. It is not a moment. It is the looking at the photograph that becomes the moment. Your own moment.

The test of enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.

Happiness isn't something you experience; it's something you remember.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

Memories are doing funny things to us.

I've had such a great time, I'd like to come back as me - and do it all over again.

And your own life while it's happening to you never has any atmosphere until it's a memory.

Time's passage through the memory is like molten glass that can be opaque or crystalize at any given moment at will: a thousand days are melted into one conversation, one glance, one hurt, and one hurt can be shattered and sprinkled over a thousand days. It is silent and elusive, refusing to be damned and dripped out day by day; it swirls through the mind while an entire lifetime can ride like foam on the deceptive, transparent waves and get sprayed onto the conciousness at ragged, unexpected intervals.

My theme is memory, that winged host that soared about me one grey morning of war-time. We possess nothing certainly except the past.

Yesterday is just a memory.

Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.

I still preserve those relics of past sufferings and experience, like pillars of witness set up in travelling through the valve of life, to mark particular occurrences. The footsteps are obliterated now; the face of the country may be changed; but the pillar is still there, to remind me how all things were when it was reared.

A childhood is what anyone wants to remember of it. It leaves behind no fossils, except perhaps in fiction.

We don’t choose between experiences, we choose between memories of experiences. Even when we think about the future, we don’t think of our future normally as experiences. We think of our future as anticipated memories.

The past scampers like an alley cat through the present, leaving the paw prints of memories scattered helter-skelter.

Life is not what one lived, but what One remembers and how One remembers it in order to recount it

[Memory] is a passion no less powerful or pervasive than love. It is [the ability] to live in more than one world, to prevent the past from fading, and to call upon the future to illuminate it.

Philebus was saying that enjoyment and pleasure and delight, and the class of feelings akin to them, are a good to every living being, whereas I contend, that not these, but wisdom and intelligence and memory, and their kindred, right opinion and true reasoning, are better and more desirable than pleasure

Yeah, a memory's never finished, if you really think about it.

I shall now confess to you that none of those three trout had to be beheaded, or folded double, to fit their casket. What was big was not the trout, but the chance. What was full was not my creel, but my memory.