For someone who can’t remember very much, there seems to be a lot I can’t forget.
We all remember things, it's what we remember that determines how we live.
Memory is everything. Without it we are nothing.
Memory believes before knowing remembers. [Light in August]
What a man can't remember doesn't exist for him.
Forgetting and remembering are governed by laws, but we cannot find out what they are.
People are machines of forgetfulness
Attention is the stuff that memory is made of, and memory is accumulated genius.
Memory is imagination pinned down.
Memory, when duly impregnated with ascertained facts, is sometimes surprisingly fertile.
I've learned that memories can have a physical, almost living presence.
Memory changes as a person matures.
The way real memories work, from what we understand, is really complex. And it's an interconnection of different things and redundancy in the brain. So the idea of a memory existing as a little snow globe - the way we represent it in the film - is actually not scientifically accurate at all.
Why do people have memories? It would be easier to die - anything to stop remembering.
believe that you've had most of your important memories by the time you're thirty. After that, memory becomes water overflowing into an already full cup. New experiences just don't register in the same way or with the same impact. I could be shooting heroin with the Princess of Wales, naked in a crashing jet, and the experience still couldn't compare to the time the cops chased us after we threw the Taylors' patio furniture into their pool in eleventh grade.
Memory demands an image.
Excellent memories are often coupled with feeble judgments.
I've always been fascinated by the operation of memory - the way in which it is not linear but fragmented, and its ambivalence.
Memory, in my opinion, is a complete noodle. It hangs on the silliest things but forgets the stuff that really matters.
Memory works like the collection glass in the Camera obscura: it gathers everything together and therewith produces a far more beautiful picture than was present originally.
La memoria no guarda películas, guarda fotografías.
The brain is behind the really big questions we have. Who am I, what is my identity? What is that based on? If memories are encoded in connectomes, your personality might be in your connectome. If that's the case, that's the basis of your uniqueness as a person.
Memory is the basis of every journey.
We do not know where to look, or what to look for, when something is memorized. We do not know what it means, or what change there is in the nervous system, when a fact is learned. This is a very important problem which has not been solved at all.
Every one can remember that which has interested himself.
