“No, I happen to be one of those people whose memory shuts down under pressure. The answers would come to me in the middle of the night in my sleep! Besides, I am a millionaire.” PeopleHappensNightMemoriesSleepAnswersMiddlePressureMillionaireMiddle Of The NightUnder Pressure Author:Terry Pratchett
“In Middle America men are awakening. Like awkward and untrained boys we begin to turn toward maturity and with our awakening we hunger for song. But in our towns and fields there are few memory haunted places. Here we stand in roaring city streets, on steaming coal heaps, in the shadow of factories from which come only the grinding roar of machines. We do not sing but mutter in the darkness. Our lips are cracked with dust and with the heat of furnaces. We but mutter and feel our way toward the promise of song.” MenWayFeelsAmericaSongTurnsMemoriesCitiesBoysDarknessStreetsMiddleFieldsPromiseShadowMachinesTownsLipsHungerAwakeningDustMaturityHeatFactoriesAwkwardCoalCrackedRoaringFurnacesOur TownCity StreetsMiddle America Author:Sherwood Anderson
“In giving our daughter life, her father and I had also given her death, something I hadn't realized until that new creature flailed her arms in what was now infinite space. We had given her disease and speeding cars and flying cornices: once out of the fortress that had been myself, she would never be safe again ... We disappoint our kids and they disappoint us, and sometimes they grow up into people we don't like very much. We go on loving, though what we love may be more memory than actuality. And until the day we die we fear the phone that rings in the middle of the night.” PeopleGivingMaySometimesKidsNightDiesFatherGivenGrowsMemoriesSpaceGrowing UpMiddleCarArmsGoes OnSafeCreaturesDiseaseDaughterInfinitePhonesRingsFlyingDisappointMiddle Of The NightOur DaughterActualityFortressesSpeedingInfinite SpaceSpeeding Cars Author:Mary Cantwell
“We are become Middle Men, of the Twilight, but with memory of other things. For as the Rohirrim do, we now love war and valour as things good in themselves, both a sport and an end; and though we still hold that a warrior should have more skills and knowledge than only the craft of weapons and slaying, we esteem a warrior, nonetheless, above men of other crafts. Such is the need of our days.” MenNeedsShouldStillsWarEndsSportsMemoriesMiddleSkillsWeaponsShould HaveEsteemCraftsWarriorTwilightValourSlayingSkills And Knowledge Author:Faramir
“The Spy Who Came in from the Cold was the work of a wayward imagination brought to the end of its tether by political disgust and personal confusion. Fifty years on, I don't associate the book with anything that ever happened to me, save for one wordless encounter at London airport when a worn-out, middle-aged military kind of man in a stained raincoat slammed a handful of mixed foreign change on to the bar and in gritty Irish accents ordered himself as much Scotch as it would buy. In that moment, Alec Leamas was born. Or so my memory, not always a reliable informant, tells me.” MenYearsKindBookEndsMomentsPoliticalBornImaginationMemoriesHappenedMiddleMilitaryColdLondonBarsConfusionEncountersFiftyThat MomentDisgustingWornAccentsAssociatesSpyAirportsHandfulMiddle AgedWorn OutScotchInformantsIrish Accent Author:John le Carre
“Subjectivity is my middle name, a trick memory is my pack mule, and self-contradiction is my trusty old jackknife.” SelfNamesMemoriesMiddleTricksContradictionPacksSubjectivityMules Author:Luc Sante
“Middle age, my boy. No memory at all.” AgeMemoriesBoysMiddleAgingMiddle AgesMy BoysNo Memory Author:John Towner Williams
“Memory is the first casualty of middle age, if I remember correctly.” IfsFirstsAgeRememberMemoriesMiddleMiddle AgesCasualties Author:Candice Bergen
“I've heard people in the Middle East tell me that the most inspiring thing for them as people struggling against dictatorship in the Middle East is the memory of the civil rights movement.” PeopleMemoriesStruggleRightsHeardMiddleMovementEastCivil RightsMiddle EastDictatorshipCivil Rights MovementMost Inspiring Author:Peter Beinart
“The niceties of existence were not a matter of concern, yet everything around was closed down most of the time. If you lived in a middle-class community in Chicago, children and adults came daily to the door saying, 'We are starving, how about a potato?' I speak from poignant memory.” IfsChildrenMatterSpeakCommunityMemoriesExistenceClassDoorsMiddleAdultsConcernMiddle ClassChicagoPotatoesStarvingPoignantNiceties Author:Paul Samuelson
“In my photographic work I was always especially entranced... by the moment when the shadows of reality, so to speak, emerge out of nothing on the exposed paper, as memories do in the middle of the night, darkening again if you try to cling to them.” IfsTryingMomentsRealityNightSpeakMemoriesMiddlePaperShadowExposedMiddle Of The NightDarkening Book:Austerlitz Source: Austerlitz
“I used to hate swimming at school so much that I would always sneak downstairs in the middle of the night and take my swimming costume out of my gym bag and hide it in the house somewhere. Then I'd never have to go swimming at school. This went on for months and I never got caught and my Mum turned into a nervous wreck because the thought she was losing her memory... and then one day she caught me and got super angry. That was kind of bad.” KindSchoolUsedNightHateHouseMemoriesMiddleMonthsOne DayLosingAngryCaughtNervousBagsGymSwimmingMumCostumesWrecksSneakMiddle Of The NightLosing Her Author:Charli XCX