As the dew to the blossom, the bud to the bee, — Memory

"Remembrance is neither what happened nor what did not happen but, rather, their potentialization, their becoming possible once again."

"Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to light The consolation of the dawn for me,— Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell, It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell  With memory."

"Anyone who’s taken statements from multiple witnesses to the same event will know how malleable memory is."

"The affective intensity of an event is another predictor of later recall: Events that are "affectively charged," or have high levels of emotionality associated with them, either positive or negative, tend to be well recalled (e.g., Brewer, 1988; Thompson, 1998; Wagenaar, 1986; White, 2002)."

"Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains; another, a moonlit beach; a third, a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years. Hit a tripwire of smell and memories explode all at once. A complex vision leaps out of the undergrowth."

"Look at it out here! Its all falling apart. Im erasing you, and Im happy! You did it to me first. I cant believe you did this to me. Clem! Did you hear me? By morning, youll be gone! The perfect ending to this piece of sh*t story!"