I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been the desperate attempt to escape from torturing memories, from a sense of insupportable loneliness and a dread of some strange impending doom.— Edgar Allan Poe
Unconventional No Memory quotations
I wish I could say that racism and prejudice were only distant memories.
.. We must dissent from the indifference. We must dissent from the apathy. We must dissent from the fear, the hatred and the mistrust... We must dissent because America can do better, because America has no choice but to do better.
Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
Water has a memory and carries within it our thoughts and prayers.
As you yourself are water, no matter where you are, your prayers will be carried to the rest of the world.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you’ll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no . . . anything. There’s no chance at all of recovery. You’ll just — exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever . . . lost.
You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all... Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it we are nothing.
Without memory, there is no healing. Without forgiveness, there is no future.
It's a little place on the Pacific Ocean.
You know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That's where I want to live the rest of my life. A warm place with no memory.
The willingness with which our young people are likely to serve in any war, no matter how justified, shall be directly proportional to how they perceive the Veterans of earlier wars were treated and appreciated by their nation.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day when he said, 'Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?' Grandpa said 'No... but I served in a company of heroes.'
Where wisdom reigns, there is no conflict between thinking and feeling.
Speak not, move not, but listen, the sky is full of gold.
No ripple on the river, no stir in field or fold, All gleams but naught doth glisten, but the far-off unseen sea. Forget days past, heart broken, put all memory by! No grief on the green hillside, no pity in the sky, Joy that may not be spoken fills mead and flower and tree.
As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.
We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle; easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we would still live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan.
The high point of my career was winning the Champions League.
No one will ever erase that from my memory, in the same way that no one will ever erase the fact that I did it in a Manchester United shirt.
No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.
Human justice is very prolix, and yet at times quite mediocre;
divine justice is more concise and needs no information from the prosecution, no legal papers, no interrogation of witnesses, but makes the guilty one his own informer and helps him with eternity's memory.
I saw Linus Pauling as a brilliant lecturer and a man with a fantastic memory, and a great, great showman. I think he was the century's greatest chemist. No doubt about it.
The actual, original 'Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles,' I have vague memories of because I was pretty small, but I loved, loved, loved it. I have only those weird, visceral little-kid memories: I remember the extreme flat, two dimensional green that was their skin or the weird pizza with no sauce - it was just like yellow, drippy cheese.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
Drugs are a waste of time. They destroy your memory and your self-respect and everything that goes along with with your self-esteem. They're no good at all.
I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people.
Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.
People will do anything, no matter how absurd, to avoid facing their own souls.
There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now.
I know my fate. One day my name will be associated with the memory of something tremendous — a crisis without equal on earth, the most profound collision of conscience, a decision that was conjured up against everything that had been believed, demanded, hallowed so far. I am no man, I am dynamite.
One of the delightful things about Americans is that they have absolutely no historical memory.
There is no distance on this earth as far away as yesterday.
Books can not be killed by fire. People die, but books never die. No man and no force can abolish memory... In this war, we know, books are weapons. And it is a part of your dedication always to make them weapons for man's freedom.
It would be very sad if children had no memories before those of school.
What they need most is the love and attention of their mother.
But opinions, judgments, memories, dreaming about the future—ninety percent of the thoughts spinning around in our heads have no essential reality.
No days such honored days as these! While yet Fair Aphrodite reigned, men seeking wide For some fair thing which should forever bide On earth, her beauteous memory to set In fitting frame that no age could forget, Her name in lovely April's name did hide, And leave it there, eternally allied To all the fairest flowers Spring did beget.
There are three sides to every story: my side, your side, and the truth.
And no one is lying. Memories shared serve each one differently.