Episodic Memory Quotes

Memory believes before knowing remembers. [Light in August]

Memory is a gulf that a word can move to its lowest depths.

Memory is the basis of every journey.

I guess what I find so interesting about memory, and its role in a person's identity, is how the attempt to achieve accuracy requires you to remove yourself from your life in an authorial manner.

Memory works according to meaning, and when something is important to you, the Google in your brain brings it forward all of a sudden.

All of us roughly know what memory is. I mean, memory is sort of the storage of the past. It's the storage of our personal experiences. It's a very big deal.

Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.

I don't think I remember my first memory.

I don't write diaries and things like that, but I have a fantastic memory. I call that like a magic carpet. I can really concentrate and travel back in the past I don't know how many years from now and evoke that space if I wanted.

There are few moments in my life where I really remember what I was doing.

The world comes at me that way - comes at me in clumps of stuff, sometimes little vignettes and sometimes whole stories. And then the rest is erased by the internal filter that erases things for the same reason you'd forget swatting a mosquito.

The way that you remember your life, it's never linear. You have flashes of different moments of your life, and the flashes aren't equal; they have different styles.

Language has unmistakably made plain that memory is not an instrument for exploring the past but its theater. It is the medium of past experience, just as the earth is the medium in which dead cities lie buried.

Of course, when you remember your life, you never remember anything in a chronological way. You always have pieces of memories, and some of these memories are full of details and very colorful. Some of them you just see the action and it's completely blank.

The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it...