It is not that the child lives in a world of imagination, but that the child within us survives and starts into… — Cesare Pavese Copy Share Image
My recollection of a hundred lovely lakes has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our… — Hamlin Garland Copy Share Image
Just as the senses require sensible objects to stimulate them, so our powers of observation, recollection, and imagination do not work spontaneously,… — John Dewey Copy Share Image
We must bear in recollection that the sentiment of the picture is that of solemnity, not gaiety & nothing garish, but the… — John Constable Copy Share Image
Let us remember the devil labors hard to disturb us at the time of recollection in order to make us abandon it.… — Alphonsus Liguori Copy Share Image
The manner in which I learned to read and write, not only had great influence on my own mind, as I acquired… — Nat Turner Copy Share Image
Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she was alone, she gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
From the time I can remember my mother kept me in church. I think my first recollection of any place, being anywhere… — Teddy Pendergrass Copy Share Image
“I notice I may have somehow mixed up two events, my visit with Rita to Briceland on our way to Cantrip, and… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Genuine recollections almost invariably explain oneself to oneself. Suppose, for example, that you feel an instinctive aversion to some particular kind of… — Aleister Crowley Copy Share Image
Success comes from having a fulfilling experience and being inside the moment of that experience. Success does not come in retrospect or… — Tommy Tune Copy Share Image
The tongue is a small member, but it does big things. A religious who does not keep silence will never attain holiness;… — Mary Faustina Kowalska Copy Share Image
Time had not faded my memories (as I had prayed to God it might), nor had it healed my wounds as it… — Orhan Pamuk Copy Share Image
Never, never, before Heaven, have I thought of you but as the single, bright, pure, blessed recollection of my boyhood and my… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
So much of the past in encapsulated in the odds and ends. Most of us discard more information about ourselves than we… — Sue Grafton Copy Share Image
When we remember something, we're taking bits and pieces of experience - sometimes from different times and places - and bringing it… — Elizabeth Loftus Copy Share Image
The true contemplative is one who has discovered the art of finding leisure even in the midst of his work, by working… — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection recalls them to view; The orchard, the meadow,… — Samuel Woodworth Copy Share Image
“although there still lingered in his mind a faint and unperfect recollection of the events of the preceding night; just as the… — Alexandre Dumas Copy Share Image
On a late-winter evening in 1983, while driving through fog along the Maine coast, recollections of old campfires began to drift into… — Norman Mailer Copy Share Image
The recollection of how, when and where it all happened became vague as the lingering strains hung in the rafters of the… — Hoagy Carmichael Copy Share Image
Memory is a great artist. For every man and for every woman it makes the recollection of his or her life a… — Andre Maurois Copy Share Image
The soul then, as being immortal, and having been born again many times, and having seen all things that exist, whether in… — Socrates Copy Share Image
It is a profound mistake to imagine mistake to imagine that the art of combination depends only on natural talent, and that… — Richard Reti Copy Share Image
When it comes to jump-starting the intricate machinery of recollection, there's nothing more effective than the scent of approaching death. — Gary Krist Copy Share Image
A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
You won't be free from guilt if you are constantly replaying the negative memories of your past. If you're going to replay… — Joel Osteen Copy Share Image
There should be a word for that brief period just after waking when the mind is full of warm pink nothing. You… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
I have often, as an exercise and as a sustenance, painted before an object down to the smallest accidents of its visual… — Odilon Redon Copy Share Image
“Memories of that which we have lost are curious things - weeks, months, even years may pass without recollection of them and… — Alexander McCall Smith Copy Share Image
“The recollection also came back empty, and for the first time in all his life, perhaps, Luzhin asked himself the question –… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
I have no fresh-from-the-oven mother-daughter recollections - only the daily creaking of cans being opened and the sucking sound of gelatinous vegetables… — Patricia J. Williams Copy Share Image
Cold as winter, strong as stone; She faced the darkness all alone. A silver goddess; a reflection. A mirage; a recollection. No… — Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Copy Share Image
Despite our preparation, indeed, despite our age, [the death of a parent] dislodges things deep in us, sets off reactions that surprise… — Joan Didion Copy Share Image
All eyes are opened, or opening, to the rights of man. The general spread of the light of science has already laid… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
There was a time when you were not a slave, remember that. You walked alone, full of laughter, you bathed bare-bellied. You… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
Silence 'is so lacking in this world which is often too noisy, which is not favorable to recollection and listening to the… — Pope Benedict XVI Copy Share Image
Having still in my recollection so many excellent men, to whose grandfathers, upon the same spots, my grandfather had yielded cheerful obedience… — William Cobbett Copy Share Image
We do not look for reason for logic in the passionate entreaties of those who are sick unto death; we are stung… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“He knew that she had been dreaming that night and he knew what her dreams were about. She had forgotten them. He… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image