Memory

No man has a good enough memory to be a successful liar.

The mystic cords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the angels of our nature.

Memory is the mother of all wisdom.

There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.

Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today's events.

Every man's memory is his private literature.

Appealing workplaces are to be avoided. One wants a room with no view, so imagination can meet memory in the dark.

What the immune system of man has in its advanced development is what we call immunological memory, so that once it sees something for the first time, when it sees it the second or the third time, it can respond against it in a way that's much more accelerated than when it sees it for the first time.

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

Man is the only animal capable of reasoning, though many others possess the faculty of memory and instruction in common with him.

I heard a definition once: Happiness is health and a short memory! I wish I'd invented it, because it is very true.

I have an excellent memory, a most excellent memory.

Yesterday's just a memory, tomorrow is never what it's supposed to be.

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children.

All vital truth contains the memory of all that for which it is not true.