Brian Greene Quotes

Nothing, of course, begins at the time you think it did.

When we talk about our lives, long or short, brief and tragic or enduring beyond comprehension, we impose a continuity on them, and that continuity is a lie.

Time is but the space between our memories; as soon as we cease to perceive this space, time has disappeared.

In your head, a sunset can go on for days

I think of memory as a game, that is as something one engages in with a very profound kind of "playfulness."

Time is just memory Mixed in with Desire.

Reality is a question of perspective; the further you get from the past, the more concrete and plausible it seems - but as you approach the present, it inevitably seems more and more incredible.

Memory believes before knowing remembers. [Light in August]

The mind exists in time, in fact the mind is time; it exists in the past and the future. And remember, time consists of only two tenses, the past and the future. The present is not part of time, the present is part of eternity.

Because everything up to now is a story and everything after now is a story.

Everything is too far away in the past, or mysteriously too close.

Do you know how there are moments when the world moves so slowly you can feel your bones shifting, your mind tumbling? When you think that no matter what happens to you for the rest of your life, you will remember every last detail of that one minute forever?

Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

No mirror keeps its glances.

Remembering is part of thinking, but not all of it.

Time," the Captain said, "is not what you think." He sat down next to Eddie. "Dying? Not the end of everything. We think it is. But what happens on earth is only the beginning.

Memory is... similar to anticipation: an instrument of simplification and selection.

Men wrongly lament the flight of time, blaming it for being too swift; they do not perceive that its passage is sufficiently long, but a good memory, which nature has given to us, causes things long past to seem present.

Even if I seemed to remember, I could not know. For just to remember something is not to know if it really happened. That is a primary fact of the inner life, the most difficult fact with which we must live.

Mind is memory, not intelligence.

To think, when one is no longer young, when one is not yet old, that one is no longer young, that one is not yet old, that is perhaps something.

Thinking... is no more and no less an organ of perception than the eye or ear. Just as the eye perceives colours and the ear sounds, so thinking perceives ideas

Time, to the nation as to the individual, is nothing absolute; its duration depends on the rate of thought and feeling.

Time has its own dimensions, and neither the sun nor the clock can encompass them all.

A moment was not a single moment at all, but rather an infinite number of different moments, depending on who was seeing things and how.