Conrad Veidt Quotes

Let us say in the pocket of one of my old coats I find a movie ticket from many years ago. Once I see the ticket, not only do I remember that I saw this movie, but also scenes from this movie, which I think I have entirely forgotten, come back to me. Objects have this power, and I like it.

Whenever I think of the past, it brings back so many memories.

[M]emory is time folding back on itself. To remember is to disengage from the present.

It's hard to watch something you've done many years ago.

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

I tend to live in the past because most of my life is there.

Recollection is not something that I can summon up, it simply comes and I am the servant of it.

I'm not particularly fond of the past, but I do ramble on about it quite a bit.

Memory is a strange Bell—Jubilee, and Knell.

Swift defined observation to be an old man's memory.

In memory, you can access something from the past, anything that you've experienced that you remember - it's there. Now, you might have a memento of it in a photograph or in a film or a building or some clothes that you wore. There might be something that connects you to this memory. But all of us are just all caught in this time, whatever that is.

Strange, what brings these past things so vividly back to us, sometimes!

Things are revealed through the memories we have of them. Remembering a thing means seeing it only then for the first time.

[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.

Remembrance of things past.

What does it remember like?

The past becomes a texture, an ambience to our present.

The past has an undeniable grip on everyone, except, perhaps, amnesiacs.

Memory has always fascinated me. Think of it. You can recall at will your first day in high school, your first date, your first love.

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

When it comes to jump-starting the intricate machinery of recollection, there's nothing more effective than the scent of approaching death.

It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards.

Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.

I wanted to write what I remembered to be true.

I was trying to figure out what a memory feels like.