Alain-René Lesage Quotes

On peut dire que son esprit brille aux dépens de sa mémoire (One may say that his wit shines by the help of his memory).

Of all the faculties of the mind, memory is the first that flourishes, and the first that dies.

They say that your powers of memory are at their peak when you're 26, and it's all downhill after that.

Goldfish have no memory, I guess their lives are much like mine. And the little plastic castle is a surprise everytime.

I used to have a really sharp memory. And its loss has proven destabilizing from an identity perspective.

It is commonly seene by experience, that excellent memories do rather accompany weake judgements.

I forgot more than you'll ever know.

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.

We are living in the United States of Alzheimer's. A whole country has lost its memory. When it can't remember yesterday, a country forgets what it once wanted to be.

I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.

The monument of death will outlast the memory of the dead. The Pyramids do not tell the tale which was confided to them; the living fact commemorates itself.

When the print revolution occurred 400 years ago, human beings lost a certain mental capacity, including a sense of memory. In Africa today, you meet people who still carry everything in their heads, the way we used to. We rely on telephone books, address books. We have to look up everything.

Most people willingly deceive themselves with a doubly false faith; they believe in eternal memory (of men, things, deeds, peoples) and in rectification (of deeds, errors, sins, injustice). Both are sham. The truth lies at the opposite end of the scale: everything will be forgotten and nothing will be rectified. All rectification (both vengeance and forgiveness) will be taken over by oblivion.

We are in a maze which we built, and then we fell into, now can't get out. To make the game into something real, something more than merely an intellectual exercise, we elected to lose our exceptional faculties, to reduce us an entire level. This unfortunately, includes a loss of memory.

Hunger steals the memory

In Truth I found myself incorrigible with respect to Order; and now I am grown old, and my Memory bad, I feel very sensibly the want of it.

Sometimes I used to think that one day i should wake up, and all that had been would be over. forgotten, sunk, drowned. Nothing was sure - not even memory.

Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes.

My memory was never loaded with anything but blank cartridges.

But... what about us? What about the past?" she asks blankly. "The past isn't real. it's just a dream," I say. "Don't mention the past.

My memory - faded, as I say - is that Paul Johnson was trying to vilify all intellectuals who were at all critical of the states he worships, and of power generally (except, of course, the power of enemies, which we must denounce, imitating the commissars who are his models, though he doesn't understand it).

At eighteen you sleep without memories.

Madness strips you of memory and leaves you scrabbling around on the floor of your brain for the snatches and snippets of what happened, what was said, and when.

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

You may almost forget the smell of your family.