“Living in Sydney, I've taken the chance to start surfing again. One of my best memories of growing up is catching my first proper wave and surfing across it and my brother cheering at me from the shore.” FirstsMemoriesChanceGrowing UpTakenGrowingBrotherWaveMy BrotherShoreCheerSurfingCatchingSydneyBest Memories Author:Markus Zusak
“When a person looks at a photograph you've taken, they will always think of themselves, their own life experience. They will relate your photograph to their memories. That interplay is where a picture comes alive and grows into something. They function like invitations.” ThinkingLooksPersonsGrowsMemoriesTakenAlivePhotographyFunctionPhotographRelateLife ExperienceInvitations Author:Jason Fulford
“Within a science fictional space, memory and regret are, when taken together, the set of necessary and sufficient elements required to produce a time machine.” TogetherMemoriesSpaceTakenProduceRegretElementsMachinesScience FictionSufficientTime Machine Book:How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe: A Novel Source: How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe: A Novel
“Cultivate an ongoing stream of self-description, telling yourself what is happening. Get used to the idea that mind can penetrate the immediate surface of being and reveal the tactile density of it as a manifold whose measure cannot be immediately taken by the eyes, that it's deep, it's connected, it's complex. Everything holds within itself the anticipation and the memory of everything else.” MindIdeasSelfEyeUsedMemoriesTakenHappeningsComplexesConnectedSurfaceStreamsDescriptionAnticipationOngoingPenetrateDensityManifoldTactile Author:Terence McKenna
“I wanted to be a librarian from a very young age. Some of my earliest memories are being taken to the local library. I ended up working as a bookseller. Becoming a writer was the logical offshoot of being a reader.” AgeWantedYoungMemoriesTakenReaderBecomingLibraryLocalsLogicalYoung AgeLibrarianBooksellers Author:Michael Scott
“The reptiles had taken over the city. Once again they were the dominant form of life. Looking up at the ancient impassive faces, Kerans could understand the curious fear they roused, rekindling archaic memories of the terrifying jungles of the Paleocene, when the reptiles had gone down before the emergent mammals, and sense the implacable hatred one zoological class feels towards another that usurps it.” FeelsFacesFormMemoriesAnimalCitiesClassGoneTakenHatredAncientCuriousDominantJungleMammalsReptiles Book:The Drowned World and the Wind From Nowhere Source: The Drowned World and the Wind From Nowhere
“I like to put my iPad on the window and leave it there for however long the journey is, so that I'm staring out, and it's staring out. We're kind of staring out together. It's very poetic to me, watching that absent-minded passing of time. You realize how much you've taken in. What is left of that memory of you staring out of the window for an hour? It's all on the iPad.” KindLongTogetherLeftRealizingHoursMemoriesTakenJourneyWindowPassingPassingsStaringPoeticAbsentIpadsAbsent Minded Author:Damon Albarn
“I have just repeated word for word the oath taken by George Washington 200 years ago, and the Bible on which I placed my hand is the Bible on which he placed his. It is right that the memory of Washington be with us today, not only because this is our Bicentennial Inauguration, but because Washington remains the Father of our Country.” YearsCountryHandsTodayFatherMemoriesTakenYears AgoRemainsOur CountryOathInauguration Author:George H. W. Bush
“Most people willingly deceive themselves with a doubly false faith; they believe in eternal memory (of men, things, deeds, peoples) and in rectification (of deeds, errors, sins, injustice). Both are sham. The truth lies at the opposite end of the scale: everything will be forgotten and nothing will be rectified. All rectification (both vengeance and forgiveness) will be taken over by oblivion.” PeopleMenBelieveEndsLyingMemoriesSinTakenEternalOppositesErrorsInjusticeForgottenDeedsScalesDeceivingVengeanceOblivionRectification Author:Milan Kundera