Of all liars, the smoothest and most convincing is memory.

The advantage of a bad memory is that, several times over, one enjoys the same good things for the first time.

Memory is a great betrayer.

I can understand that memory must be selective, else it would choke on the glut of experience. What I cannot understand is why it selects what it does.

The palest ink is better than the best memory.

Ah! how pleasant it is to remember!

I have a remarkable memory; I forget everything. It is wonderfully convenient. It is as though the world were constantly renewing itself for me.

The test of an enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.

Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag. Use your memory! Use your memory! It is those bitter seeds alone which might sprout and grow someday.

I've a grand memory for forgetting ...