Thomas De Quincey Quotes

But the thing about remembering is that you don't forget.

I can barely remember what I wrote yesterday, let alone 10 years ago.

Estragon: I'm like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.

We forget all too soon the things we thought we could never forget.

You never realize what a good memory you have until you try to forget something.

I have a great memory.

We have all forgot more than we remember.

Memory is the thing you forget with.

Over time, I've paid attention, taken notes and forgotten easily half of everything I've gone through.

The stream of thought flows on; but most of its segments fall into the bottomless abyss of oblivion. Of some, no memory survives the instant of their passage. Of others, it is confined to a few moments, hours or days. Others, again, leave vestiges which are indestructible, and by means of which they may be recalled as long as life endures.

For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.

In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.

He who forgets will be destined to remember.

And if he forgets them so quickly," Wendy argued, "how can we expect that he will go on remembering us?

To the best of my recollection, I must recall on my memory, I cannot remember

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, dont you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

To learn from experience, we must remember it, and, for a variety of reasons, memory is a faithless friend.

I have a good memory. But I would be interested in memory even if I had a bad memory, because I believe that memory is our soul. If we lose our memory completely, we are without a soul.

The things that have come into being change continually. The man with a good memory remembers nothing because he forgets nothing.

I never forget, remember that. Not an action, not a name, not a face.

Memory is a net: one that finds it full of fish when he takes it from the brook, but a dozen miles of water have run through it without sticking.

What happens is that your wretched memory remembers the words and forgets what's behind them.

I always find it extremely hard to remember the act of beginning. I almost deliberately forget it.

People do not connect with what happened last week, let alone what happened 20 years ago.

I like people who have the capacity to forget. I think that to forget is a good thing. Forgetting is good. But sometimes I cannot. For me, I cannot.