There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Memory is often less about the truth than about what we want it to be.
Memory depends very much on the perspicuity, regularity, and order of our thoughts. Many complain of the want of memory, when the defect is in the judgment; and others, by grasping at all, retain nothing.
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.
Our sages of blessed memory have said that we must not enjoy any pleasure in this world without reciting a blessing.
We only labor to stuff the memory, and leave the conscience and the understanding unfurnished and void.
There's a preoccupation with memory and the operation of memory and a rather rapacious interest in history.
Human memory is short and terribly fickle.
Memories are what you no longer want to remember.
A good memory is surely a compost heap that converts experience to wisdom, creativity, or dottiness; not that these things are of much earthly value, but at least they may keep you amused when the world is keeping you locked away or shutting you out.
The moral backbone of literature is about that whole question of memory. To my mind it seems clear that those who have no memory have the much greater chance to lead happy lives.