Marcus Tullius Cicero Quotes

As far as I know, no tapes exist from my years at 'T.J.'s.' I wish they did.

I would like to go back to Wales. I'm obsessed with my childhood and at least three times a week dream I am back there.

I ain't really sure, but it seems I remember the good times

But standing in that hallway, it was all coming back to me. Memories were waiting at the edges of things, beckoning to me.

The mind loves whatever repeats a pleasurable experience from the past. "I love this" basically means "I love repeating what felt so good before".

Memories were the markers of the journey through life. It was necessary to know where you had come from. Only then could you know where you were going.

I could forget that part, but it had to have been true.

I think we look back at times past with fondness because we were younger. Life had not yet begun pecking away at our innocence like buzzards on fresh road kill.

When we reflect on our past sentiments and affections, our thought is a faithful mirror, and copies its objects truly; but the colours which it employs are faint and dull, in comparison of those in which our original perceptions were clothed.

In a funny way, I like the past, I'm a very nostalgic person.

[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.

I explore it now in the only place left for it, my memory.

I am not a historian. I am a writer obsessed with remembering, with remembering the past

Visiting old haunts is hard on memory. Things shrink, change, and disappear.

You don't need a time machine if you know how to remember.

There is no longer Jew or Greek, there is no longer slave or free, there is no longer male and female; for all of you are one in Christ Jesus.

Why does the past look so enticing to us? For the same reason why from a distance a meadow with flowers looks like a flower bed.

The part I remember best is the beginning.

All experience is memory, and so everything you write about is from memory-unless you're writing about typing.

The past is just a story we tell ourselves.

In its Greek origins, historia meant inquiry, and from Thucydides onwards, the past has been studied to understand its connections with the present.

The male is just a bundle of conditioned reflexes, is incapable of a mentally free response, is tied to his early conditioning, is determined completely by his past experiences. His earliest experiences are with his mother, and he is throughout his life tied to her. It never becomes completely clear to the male that he is not part of his mother, that he is him and she is her.

Though one cannot always Remember exactly why one has been happy, There is no forgetting that one was.

The present time is seldom able to fill desire or imagination with immediate enjoyment, and we are forced to supply its deficiencies by recollection or anticipation.

The verdict of the Greek people renders the troika a thing of the past for our common European framework.