Everyone complains about his memory, and no one complains about his judgment.

Someone will remember us
I say
even in another time.

There’s hope a great man’s memory may outlive his life half a year.

People are trapped in history, and history is trapped in them.

Memory is like the moon, which hath its new, its full, and its wane.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall a happy time in the midst of wretchedness.

Pictures made in childhood are painted in bright hues.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth but not its twin.

One form of loneliness is to have a memory and no one to share it with.

I have a terrible memory; I never forget a thing.

Time robs us of all, even of memory.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

We are able to find everything in our memory, which is like a dispensary or chemical laboratory in which chance steers our hand sometimes to a soothing drug and sometimes to a dangerous poison.