“Some of my old memories feel trapped in amber in my brain, lucid and burning, while others are like the wing beat of a hummingbird, an intangible, ephemeral blur.” FeelsMemoriesBrainBeatsWingsBurningTrappedEphemeralBlurIntangibleAmberHummingbirdsOld Memories Book:The Memory Palace Source: The Memory Palace
“Each minute bursts in the burning room,The great globe reels in the solar fire,Spinning the trivial and unique away.(How all things flash! How all things flare!)What am I now that I was then?May memory restore again and againThe smallest color of the smallest day:Time is the school in which we learn,Time is the fire in which we burn.” MaySchoolMemoriesRoomsFireMinutesColorUniqueAll ThingsBurningFlashSmallestGlobesSpinningFlare Author:Delmore Schwartz
“One of my earliest memories is walking up a muddy road into the mountains. It was raining. Behind me, my village was burning. When there was school, it was under a tree. Then the United Nations came. They fed me, my family, my community.” SchoolNationsCommunityMemoriesUnitedBehindsTreeWalkingMountainRainMy FamilyBurningFedsVillageUnited NationsMuddy Author:Ban Ki-moon
“In my old age, I have come to believe that love is not a noun but a verb. An action. Like water, it flows to its own current. If you were to corner it in a dam, true love is so bountiful it would flow over. Even in separation, even in death, it moves and changes. It lives within memory, in the haunting of a touch, the transience of a smell, or the nuance of a sigh. It seeks to leave a trace like a fossil in the sand, a leaf burning into baking asphalt.” IfsBelieveAgeActionMovingWaterMemoriesLove IsFlowCurrentsCornersSmellSeparationOld AgeBurningSandLeafsSighFossilsHauntingBakingVerbsNuanceNounsTrue Love IsDamsTransienceAsphalt Author:Alyson Richman
“There may be rhetoric about the socially constructed nature of Western science, but wherever it matters, there is no alternative. There are no specifically Hindu or Taoist designs for mobile phones, faxes or televisions. There are no satellites based on feminist alternatives to quantum theory. Even that great public sceptic about the value of science, Prince Charles, never flies a helicopter burning homeopathically diluted petrol, that is, water with only a memory of benzine molecules, maintained by a schedule derived from reading tea leaves, and navigated by a crystal ball.” MayMatterValuesReadingWaterMemoriesDesignTelevisionTheoryBallsWesternPhonesFeministBurningAlternativesTeaQuantumRhetoricSchedulesMobileCrystalsMoleculesSatellitesHelicoptersQuantum TheoryMobile PhonesScepticFaxPetrolCrystal BallTea Leaves Author:Simon Blackburn