Memory Fade Quotes

No one's gonna give a damn in July if you lost a game in March.

moments bleed together, no span to time

The older you get the more new memories get wiped out, and you end up remembering more about your early life than what you did last week.

Where beams of imagination play, the memory's soft figures melt away.

When you begin to think about the past, you realize how much of it is lost to us.

It's very important to write things down instantly, or you can lose the way you were thinking out a line. I have a rule that if I wake up at 3 in the morning and think of something, I write it down. I can't wait until morning - it'll be gone.

For once a thing is known, it can never be unknown. It can only be forgotten.

Funny how the nature of a normal day is the first memory to fade.

When someone's been gone a long time, at first you save up all the things you want to tell them. You try to keep track of everything in your head. But it's like trying to hold on to a fistful of sand: all the little bits slip out of your hands, and then you're just clutching air and grit.

A lot of my past is gone from my mind.

She's forgetting,' Ellen said to Jack, plumping herself down on a chair. 'All of her life is leaking out of her. Soon there will be nothing left.

Why is it that we are born remembering, and live forgetting?

And as the years have passed, the time has grown longer. The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too needed ten, then thirty, then a full minute - like shadows lengthening at dusk. Someday, I suppose, the shadows will be swallowed up in darkness.

Thus aged men, full loth and slow, The vanities of life forego, And count their youthful follies o'er, Till Memory lends her light no more.

The older we get, the swifter time seems to pass and the quicker memories seem to fade.

It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore.

People can remember their childhood, but events from four or five years ago are in a never-never land.

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that is purloined.

You can't recall someone whose name has worn away.

Forget that I remember And dream that I forget.

Where does a thought go when it's forgotten?

Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.

Life seems to speed up as we get older because life gets less memorable as we get older.

The inside of the door is glossy white. A total re-paint. I touch it with my fingers, but it stays the same. It's so bright it makes the room waver at the edges. Every few years we disappear.

Ask yourself: What did I eat for breakfast today? What did I eat for dinner last night? You see how fast reality fades away?