Memories Quote by Gabriel Garcia Marquez Download Open image “Shame has poor memory.” — Gabriel Garcia Marquez ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Memories Poor Poor memory Shame
There is no shame like poor shame. It can make you warm and charming, bitter and resentful, all at once. — Beth Ditto Copy Share Image
“Wherever the responsibility lies, shame creates a solid and terrible feeling of unworthiness that resides in our bodies: the storehouse of the memories of… — Sharon Salzberg Copy Share Image
You know, I'm trying to think of what I'm ashamed of. But, damn, I don't really have any shame. — Nikhil Saluja Copy Share Image
Shame works like the zoom lens on a camera. When we are feeling shame, the camera is zoomed in tight and all we see… — Brené Brown Copy Share Image
“The Captain looked at Fermina Daza and saw on her eyelashes the first glimmer of wintry frost. Then he looked at Florentino Ariza, his… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“Courage did not come from the need to survive, or from a brute indifference inherited from someone else, but from a driving need for… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“He aprendido que un hombre sólo tiene derecho a mirar a otro hacia abajo cuando ha de ayudarle a levantarse.” — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
From the moment I wrote 'Leaf Storm' I realized I wanted to be a writer and that nobody could stop me and that the… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
He sank into the rocking chair, the same one in which Rebecca had sat during the early days of the house to give embroidery… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
“They were people whose lives were slow, who did not see themselves growing old, or falling sick, or dying, but who disappeared little by… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
“I didn't do any of what they told me,' she said, 'because the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it… — Gabriel García Márquez Copy Share Image
He thought about his people without sentimentalily, with a strick closing of his accounts with life, beginning to understand how much he really loved… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Why were you so old when we met? I answered with the truth: Age isn't how old you are but how old you feel. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Between the covers of the books that no one had ever read again, in the old parchments damaged by dampness, a livid flower had… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
I was asked the other day if I would be interested in the Nobel Prize, but I think that for me it would be… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
I was 3-years-old - to this day it is a vivid memory. My family and I were on a boat, catching fish. As one… — Joaquin Phoenix Copy Share Image
In literature and art memory is a synonym for invention. It is the life-blood of imagination, which faints and dies when the veins are… — Robert Aris Willmott Copy Share Image
I am told many children block out the memory of trauma. In fact, the healing process can only truly begin when we are willing… — Phoebe Stone Copy Share Image
The cooler days have brought a wistful mood upon him. The smell of coalsmoke in the air at night. Old times, dead years. For… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I have a memory like an elephant. I remember every elephant I've ever met. — Herb Caen Copy Share Image
That old man dies prematurely whose memory records no benefits conferred. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously. — Richard Brinsley Sheridan Copy Share Image
My greatest memories as a kid were playing sports with my dad and watching sports with my dad. — Mark Teixeira Copy Share Image
A well-fashioned day - with a beginning and an end, a purpose and a content, a color and a character, a feel and a… — Jim Rohn Copy Share Image
What keeps me motivated is not the food itself but all the bonds and memories the food represents. — Michael Chiarello Copy Share Image
In the name of Jerusalem. If I forget the extermination of the Jews, may my right hand wither, may my tongue stick to my… — Menachem Begin Copy Share Image
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years ago, while… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
