Edith Stein Quotes

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth, but not its twin.

How strange are the tricks of memory, which, often hazy as a dream about the most important events of a man's life, religiously preserve the merest trifles.

It turns out that my memory is just not that great, so for specific scenes with people doing stuff, sometimes I'd have the details all wrong or I couldn't remember what happened exactly, so I just let that be.

I've always been fascinated by the operation of memory - the way in which it is not linear but fragmented, and its ambivalence.

Memory has always been fundamental for me. In fact, remembering what I had forgotten is the way most of the poems get started.

Human memory is a marvelous but fallacious instrument. The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone; not only do they tend to become erased as the years go by, but often they change, or even increase by incorporating extraneous features.

You can't recover memories of a missing event. That's a fallacy.

Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you!

Our memories are card indexes consulted and then returned in disorder by authorities whom we do not control.

Memory is funny. Once you hit a vein the problem is not how to remember but how to control the flow.

One can never be sure whether a very early memory is a real memory or just the recollection of something which you were told happened.

Memory is the power to revive again in our minds those ideas which after imprinting have disappeared, or have been laid aside out of sight.

I have found that all of my memories seem to need a place and that a good part of what we think of as explicit memory has to do with location.

It's not completely inconceivable that someday you'll be able to download your own memories.

My memories of events and games are fragmented.

Memory narrativises itself.

'Mnemonic' is a play about memory.

I think you just assume that your memory is just sort of a video playback of your experience, but it's nothing like that at all. It's a complete refabrication of an event and a lot of it is made up, because you're filling in spaces.

The problem of forgetting might not torment us so much if we could only convince ourselves that remembering isn't important. Perhaps the things we learn - words, dates, formulas, historical and biographical details - don't really matter. Facts can be looked up. That's what the Internet is for.

Memory is a magnet. It will pull to it and hold only material nature has designed it to attract.

I am terrible at memorizing things. Hence, ad-libbing.

I don’t remember the name of the last opponent I have had.

I don’t remember.

Frankly, it is very hard to remember things from the 1970s.

How we experience memory sometimes, it's not linear. We're not telling the stories to ourselves. We know the story; we're just seeing it in flashes overlaid.