Phrases with "memory"

E. Phillips Oppenheim Shall I ever forget the horror of that day, I wonder! I think not! It is written upon a page of my memory in characters over which time can have no power. To Win the Love He Sought by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1895]

Henry James Pemberton saw she had quite forgotten the terms — if “terms” they could be called — that he had ended by accepting from herself; they had burdened her memory as little as her conscience. The Pupil by Henry James [1891]

Mark Twain A certain Amy Lawrence vanished out of his heart and left not even a memory of herself behind. The Adventures of Tom Sawyer by Mark Twain [1876]

The latter thoughtfully regarded the lanky figure for a few moments and then frowned in a puzzled way, for some chord of memory had subconsciously been stirred in him. The Hidden Door by Arthur Gask [1934]

Algernon Blackwood His mind then made an effort; he tried to think; memory and reason strove with emotion and sensation. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

I had lost all interest in the wretch, and it did not fix itself in my memory — something like Pardee. The woman whose throat he had the bad taste to cut was a widow when he met her. Can Such Things Be? by Ambrose Bierce [1893]

It was musty, too, and chill, as with the memory of a past funeral and the premonition of a new one. The Mill Mystery by Anna Katharine Green

Wilkie Collins But the effort of my memory was not helped by what I observed in the other parts of her face. The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins [1889]

Arthur Conan Doyle Quick as a flash there came into my memory the name of the general who commanded the advance of the Prussians. {illust. The Adventures of Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1903]

Wilkie Collins It seemed strange that the memory of the dead Doctor should come between them in that way, and at that time. Jezebel’s Daughter by Wilkie Collins [1880]

Now, hearken to me, give me your close attention, and no fits of lapse of memory over what I now say, please. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

George Gissing He pondered frequently on his spasmodic debauch, repeating, as well as memory permitted, all his absurdities of speech and action. Born in Exile by George Gissing [1891]

Algernon Blackwood And why does another man now stand in my place? For the sands heaped upon my memory are shifting, and it is you who are moving them away. Sand by Algernon Blackwood [1912]

As already stated, they generally are not portraits, although his memory was of that peculiar concave visuality which allowed him to cast its images forth solidly into space. Balzac by Frederick Lawton

These schoolmasters move through my memory as always a little distant and more than a little incomprehensible. The New Machiavelli by Herbert George Wells [1911]

Adam Lindsay Gordon A careless smile, a parting glass, A hand that waves adieu, And from my sight they soon will pass, And from my memory too. Poems by Adam Lindsay Gordon

Arnold Bennett The seriousness of Mr. Povey’s toothache, which became more and more manifest, had already wiped out the ludicrous memory of the encounter in the showroom. The Old Wives’ Tale by Arnold Bennett [1908]

I should take it to be two or three hundred years old; and I shouldn’t think the house had had money spent upon it within the memory of man. Fenton’s Quest by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1871]

Benjamin Disraeli But as her strength returned, and as she gradually resumed her usual health, by proportionate though almost invisible degrees her memory returned to her, and her intelligence. Venetia by Benjamin Disraeli [1837]

James Joyce May everlasting shame consume The memory of those who tried To befoul and smear the exalted name Of one who spurned them in his pride. Dubliners by James Joyce

Edith Wharton This is my earliest definite memory of anything happening to me; and it will be seen that I was wakened to conscious life by the two tremendous forces of love and vanity. A Backward Glance by Edith Wharton [1934]

Why should she grudge herself happiness any longer? The memory of her past life inspired her with disgust and aversion. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

Arthur Machen I search my memory for further details of my occupation with Chandos and Co. I think that the Shakespeare Calendar occupied me during odd hours for a week or more. Far Off Things by Arthur Machen [1922]

Arthur Conan Doyle Scanlan’s simile of a bunch of rabbits before a weasel came back to my memory as I looked round at them. The Maracot Deep by Arthur Conan Doyle [1929]

Ann Radcliffe The memory of her murdered parent, every feeling dear to virtue, the tremulous, but forceful voice of love awakened her heart, and each opposed, with wild impetuosity, every other sentiment. The Castles of Athlin and Dunbayne by Ann Radcliffe [1789]

Algernon Blackwood The words helped memory in me; flashes of what I had forgotten came back in sheets of colour and waves of music; the phrases built little spirals, as it were, between two states. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

H. G. Wells Trafford wondered what memory lit that instant’s pause. Marriage by H. G. Wells [1912]

Robert Louis Stevenson Nothing troubled him but the memory of what had passed, and an abject fear of its return. Memories and Portraits by Robert Louis Stevenson

Samuel Johnson His method of study was to impress the contents of his books upon his memory by abridging them, and by interleaving them to amplify one system with supplements from another. Lives of the Poets by Samuel Johnson

Anthony Trollope She longed for hours of absolute quiet, in which she might make herself sure that her malady had also passed away, and that the soreness which remained came only from the memory of former pain. Rachel Ray by Anthony Trollope

Wilkie Collins The image of the great turning wheel, which half-frightened half-fascinated me when I was a child, now presented itself to my memory for the first time after an interval of many years. The Guilty River by Wilkie Collins [1886]

Ruth, however, was not likely to forget it; though she treasured just as much the memory of a certain glance which she had caught the countess leveling at her sister. Tiny Luttrell by E. W. Hornung [1893]

Abraham Merri I went back in memory over the happenings of the night before. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

The knitting old woman with the cat obtruded herself upon my memory as a most improper person to be sitting at the other end of such an affair. Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad [1899]

Wilkie Collins Where had they been removed to now? Mr. Blyth’s memory was lost altogether in his excitement. Hide and Seek by Wilkie Collins [1854]

Fancies and regrets float mistily in the dream, and the scene affects us with a strange mixture of memory and anticipation, like some sweet old air heard in the distance. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Edith Wharton That memory had faded now, and Betton saw only the dark hours to which his blue and white temple of refreshment formed a kind of glittering antechamber. Tales of Men and Ghosts by Edith Wharton [1910]

The ingredients, which had to do with roasted gazelle, were oil and coriander seed and — if my memory serves me — asafoetida. The Green Mummy by Fergus Hume

And if I prevailed not against this Brandoch Daha your majesty needs not to marvel, since a greater than I, Gorice X. of memory ever glorious, was lightly conquered by him. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

And from that hour this became his daily habit, and the one purified tie, that by memory connected his heart with earth. The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade

Sigmund Freud With this is associated, I do not exactly know how, a very early memory of my childhood. The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud [1911]

George Gissing Helen blushed as she reflected that this had been one of the most flagrant cases of selfishness which memory could bring to her charge. Workers in the Dawn by George Gissing [1880]

Perhaps he was fatigued by the unwonted exercise of speaking; perhaps he had conjured up a memory that demanded his undivided attention. Can Such Things Be? by Ambrose Bierce [1893]

Rafael Sabatini Then, memory of past events returning to his wakening mind, the rake had checked himself, blenched a little and looked awesomely about him. The Plague of Ghosts by Rafael Sabatini

But today, the sight of the river, and the memory of that prewar day on the river, brought the old man vividly before her. What Really Happened by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1926]

An especially vivid memory was of an April evening when Laura was about three. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

H. G. Wells I have a fairly retentive memory but it would be impossible for me now to give you a full report of all the strange tissue of assertion and arguments he poured forth. The Croquet Player by H. G. Wells [1936]

Andrew Lang Vague words! but ah, how hard to frame In matter-moulded forms of speech, Or ev’n for intellect to reach Thro’ memory that which I became. Alfred Tennyson by Andrew Lang

My memory is good, and my sight and hearing are good. The Cloven Foot by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

What had he done? He tried to piece together the broken fragments that his groping memory could glean; but nothing came of it—at least, nothing he could believe. Diana Tempest by Mary Cholmondeley [1893]

When I look back on that awful time now, every detail of the boat, from the rowlocks to the grating on the bottom, seems impressed on my memory with a faithfulness that is almost a pain. The Lust of Hate by Guy Boothby [1898]

H.P. Lovecraft Without warning came those deep, cracked, raucous vocal sounds which will never leave the memory of the stricken group who heard them. The Dunwich Horror by H.P. Lovecraft [1928]

Henry James Vivid not less was his memory of what, during his long observation of her, some of her attainments of that high pitch had cost her. The Ambassadors by Henry James [1903]

D.H. Lawrence He hurried down the platform, wincing at every stride, from the memory of Helena’s last look of mute, heavy yearning. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

William Makepeace Thackeray That is, he never knew anything really, but supplied deficiencies of truth and memory with ready-coined, never-failing lies. Mens Wives by William Makepeace Thackeray [1843]

Jacques Futrelle His genius had no sparkle to it; it consisted solely of detail and system and indefatigability, coupled with a memory that was well nigh infallible. Elusive Isabel by Jacques Futrelle [1909]

Arthur Conan Doyle Again and again I had felt like a man who strains his memory because he feels that he is on the edge of some great discovery, which is always awaiting him, and yet is always just outside his grasp. The Maracot Deep by Arthur Conan Doyle [1929]

Henry James His memory (for trifles) is remarkable, and (where his own performances are not involved) his taste is excellent. A Light Man by Henry James [1869]

Nevertheless it affected me with a distinct emotion which on subsequent analysis in memory appeared to be compounded of hatred and dread — I am unwilling to call it fear. Tales of Soldiers and Civilians by Ambrose Bierce

Mark Twain It still looms in my memory with undiminished grandeur. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

E. Phillips Oppenheim You lost your memory through an accident. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

His memory of what it said is hopelessly vague. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

T. E. Lawrence Months after there came to me secretly from Damascus a letter and a pleasant little Baluchi carpet from the lady Ayesha, daughter of Jellal el Lei, of Medina, in memory of an odd meeting. Seven Pillars of Wisdom by T. E. Lawrence [1926]

Arthur Morrison I was less than nine years old at the time, but my memory of the events of that European trip is singularly vivid. The Dorrington Deed-Box by Arthur Morrison

Washington Irving High mass is then performed in memory of the Conquest; and at a certain part of the ceremony the Alferez mayor puts on his hat, and waves the standard above the tomb of the conquerors. The Alhambra by Washington Irving

Dickens shared with most writers the experience that both the inventive power and the elasticity of memory decline with advancing years. Dickens by Adolphus William Ward [1882]

George Gissing What was that memory at the back of his mind? In the effort to draw it forth he ground his teeth together, dug his nails into his hands. Veranilda by George Gissing [1903]

Sinclair Lewis He had awakened in the darkness to a memory which tore at him, of Olivia’s eyes utterly fixed on this lout, the tip of her tongue moving against her upper lip. World So Wide by Sinclair Lewis

Walter Scott The phrase which he used recalled to Eveline’s memory her boding vision or dream. The Betrothed by Walter Scott [1825]

Anatole France My memory is better than yours. The Red Lily by Anatole France [1894]

George Meredith It had been a day of rain, and he beheld it in memory just as it had been, with the dark threaded air, the dripping streets; and he glorified it past all daily radiance. The Tragic Comedians by George Meredith [1880]

There was nothing in her affections, save her memory of her own father, corresponding to his devotion to his whole family. Carlyle by John Nichol [1892]

Henry James Upon the elder he had bestowed the romantic name of Rosalind, and the younger he had called Perdita, in memory of a little girl born between them, who had lived but a few weeks. The romance of certain old clothes by Henry James [1868]

Mark Twain I know, for I saw it tried in a public school in Nevada forty-five years ago, and was so impressed by the incident that it has remained in my memory ever since. What is Man? and other essays by Mark Twain

Love, and the memory of love, must indeed have died before we can feel like this. Aurora Floyd by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

H.G. Wells This section is (so far as my memory goes) the shortest in the book. The Wonderful Visit by H.G. Wells [1895]

This was the fate of Becuma of the White Skin. One may wonder how, having attained to that sphere, she could have carried with her so strong a memory of the earth. Irish Fairy Tales by James Stephens

I have the memory of her peaceful girlhood — the happy days in which I knew her first — the generous protector who sheltered her life. Fenton’s Quest by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1871]

Gertrude Stein Finally he said, you see I was for many years in the letter of credit department of the Crédit Lyonnais in Madrid and I have a very good memory and I remember, of course I remember you very well. The Autobiography of Alice B. Toklas by Gertrude Stein [1933]

Wilkie Collins The play was in my memory again — the fatal play, which had wound itself into the texture of Rothsay’s life and mine. Little Novels by Wilkie Collins [1887]

William Morris On that day we have music and dancing, and merry games and happy feasting on the site of some of the worst of the old slums, the traditional memory of which we have kept. News from Nowhere by William Morris [1890]

After that his memory was a blank. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

G. K. Chesterton There came back into his memory at once the name Long Adam, the poacher. The Man Who Knew Too Much by G. K. Chesterton

Elizabeth Gaskell To that Public I commit the memory of Charlotte Bronte. The next year opened with a spell of cold dreary weather, which told severely on a constitution already tried by anxiety and care. The Life of Charlotte Bronte by Elizabeth Gaskell [1857]

Bram Stoker Eleazar had been almost an idiot till the age of thirteen; but, being struck on the head by a stone, recovered his memory and intelligence. Famous Imposters by Bram Stoker [1910]

William Morris Of thee also we asked, sister, but he had no memory of thee. The Water of the Wondrous Isles by William Morris [1897]

Charles Dickens When he first opened his eyes, there was a new look in them for a moment, which struck home to Trottle’s memory as quick and as clear as a flash of light. A House to Let by Charles Dickens [1858]

A dozen times I woke during the night, and a dozen times my memory scourged my mind. The Shadow of Larose by Arthur Gask [1930]

George Gissing In the minds of both was a memory which would have accounted for much more constraint between them than apparently existed. Our Friend the Charlatan by George Gissing [1899]

Abraham Merri And after them a silence in which the memory of the music seemed to beat, to beat ever more faintly, through every quivering nerve. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

On the other hand, I suppose no one has ever read them without carrying the memory of individual pages to the day of his death. Charles Dickens by George Orwell [1940]

H. G. Wells Had he or had he not thought beforehand of any other possibility? On a point so vital his memory was curiously unsure. The Research Magnificent by H. G. Wells [1915]

Mark Twain It stirs within a man every memory of the Holy Wars that has been sleeping in his brain for years, and peoples his thoughts with mail-clad images, with marching armies, with battles and with sieges. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

Andrew Lang But those exercises were seldom even written down; they lived a little while in a memory which has lost them long ago. Adventures Among Books by Andrew Lang

George Gissing With nothing of her sisters’ superficial cleverness, with a mind that worked slowly, and a memory irretentive, she had a genuine desire to instruct herself, and that in a solid way. The Emancipated by George Gissing [1889]

Some hint of memory of it recurred to her at moments. Descent into Hell by Charles Williams [1937]

Wilkie Collins She recalled to my memory a visit which she had paid to me at Netherwoods, and a letter addressed to her by Doctor Allday, which I had read at her express request. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

I obtained the Reverend Mother’s permission to keep her in my room, and to teach her in my own way, and little by little I awakened her memory and her mind. Wyllard's Weird by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1885]

Wilkie Collins One farewell look, and the door had closed upon her — the great gulf of separation had opened between us — the image of Laura Fairlie was a memory of the past already. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

G. K. Chesterton He did not recall for mere pleasure the memory of youth, as he did the memory of boyhood. Robert Louis Stevenson by G. K. Chesterton [1927]

Wilkie Collins I can’t keep a trifling matter of this sort in my memorysend him at once, or I may forget it. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

Robert Louis Stevenson A, who cut B whilst he was a shabby student, curries sedulously up to him and cudgels his memory for anecdotes about him when he becomes the great so-and-so. Lay Morals by Robert Louis Stevenson

Wilkie Collins The beloved memory was all that was left to her now; the beloved memory consecrated it to her hand. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

Indeed, it would necessitate some effort of memory on my part to recall all that befell me during that eventful period of my life. The Race of Life by Guy Boothby [1906]

H. G. Wells I saw too much of him; my memory is choked with disarranged moods and aspects. Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells [1909]

Algernon Blackwood The world was forgotten there; and not the world merely, but all memory of it. Sand by Algernon Blackwood [1912]

This type was not of Ibsen’s invention; he found it in those rustic tales, inimitably resumed by Asbjörnson and Moe, in which he shows us that his memory was steeped. Henrik Ibsen by Edmund Gosse

Arthur Conan Doyle I pray that you will take this as a memory of your exceedingly kindness to me yesterday. The Great Shadow by Arthur Conan Doyle [1892]

But they would not have it, none of them, so I say, burn it! that no memory of me may remain in this miserable world. A Difficult Problem by Anna Katharine Green

Elizabeth Gaskell But, in the evening, when Aimee had gone upstairs to put her boy to bed, and the squire was asleep in his easy chair, a sudden flush of memory brought Mrs. Goodenough’s words again to her mind. Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell [1865]

Wilkie Collins And if I had seen her and talked with her in the house, my memory might have shown itself capable of improvement. The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins [1889]

George Meredith The pain of a memory waking under pillows, unable to do more than strain for breath, distracted his attention. Lord Ormont and his Aminta by George Meredith [1894]

H.P. Lovecraft Then, when their memory returned, they reversed the associative process and thought of themselves as the former captive minds instead of as the displacers. The Shadow Out of Time by H.P. Lovecraft [1935]

His memory was perfect, seeming to form a regular chain, reaching from his earliest childhood up to the time I knew him, without a link wanting. Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana [1840]

H. G. Wells It was dark night when I left his deathbed and went back to my own inn down the straggling street of Luzon. That return to my inn sticks in my memory also as a thing apart, as an experience apart. Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells [1909]

James Joyce Pendennis? My memory is getting. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

H.P. Lovecraft For a second they would be fired with alien force — then a backward lapse, and a thin, swift-fading memory of unhuman horrors. The Shadow Out of Time by H.P. Lovecraft [1935]

E. F. Benson Nobody could be expected to have so short a memory as to have forgotten THAT. Just now she forgave Elizabeth for anything she had ever done. Miss Mapp by E. F. Benson [1922]

Edgar Allan Poe For a long time I found it nearly impossible to connect any ideas; but, by very slow degrees, my thinking faculties returned, and I again called to memory the several incidents of my condition. The Narrative of Arthur Gordon Pym of Nantucket by Edgar Allan Poe

I told him plainly that I considered this want of memory very extraordinary. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

Edgar Allan Poe Her utterance of the romance in Otello — the tone with which she gave the words “Sul mio sasso,” in the Capuletti — is ringing in my memory yet. Tales of Illusion by Edgar Allan Poe

Your influence will thus acquire the sanction of familiarity — for though the conscious memory has gone, the unconscious remains — and presently will be a second nature. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

Frances Hodgson Burnett It was the memory of the empty house as its emptiness had struck to the centre of her being when she had turned from her bedroom window after watching the servants drive away in their cabs. The Head of the House of Coombe by Frances Hodgson Burnett [1922]

She trusted to Wallis’s memory more than to that of her mistress. Her Father’s Name by Florence Marryat [1878]

Somebody, somebody to break this awful loneliness that had settled on her, this loneliness in which the memory of that horror was her only companion. The Place of the Lion by Charles Williams [1931]

Willa Cather There were treasures of memory which no lodging-house keeper could attach. The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather [1915]

E. Phillips Oppenheim His memory has suffered a good deal. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

But now, as the Korean shore, receding into darkness, grew dimmer and dimmer, fear subsided and grew vague as the half-forgotten memory of horror in a dream. The Slayer of Souls by Robert W. Chambers [1920]

Edith Wharton The memory of that dinner, and of Mrs. Landers, large, silvery, demonstrative, flashed through Mrs. Clephane’s mind. The Mother’s Recompense by Edith Wharton [1925]

Arnold Bennett The memory of school was slipping away from him in the most extraordinary manner. Clayhanger by Arnold Bennett [1910]

Wilkie Collins The memory of those two attentive faces — one so fair and so good, the other so yellow and so wickedhaunted my mind perpetually for many days afterward. The Queen of Hearts by Wilkie Collins [1859]

In the clear old room, with all its familiar features about her, memory could only have its most painful sway. Hardly Worth Telling by Ellen Wood [1870]

With the words there came to her the memory of her other experience in that room, when in dream or vision she had heard some such voice command her and struggled desperately to obey. Many Dimensions by Charles Williams [1931]

Robert Louis Stevenson The pleasure was to be out of the wind, and to keep it in memory all the time, and hug oneself upon the shelter. Collected Essays by Robert Louis Stevenson

The apparition that eludes analysis haunts the memory more than do the comparatively simple forms of the past. The Supernatural in Modern English Fiction by Dorothy Scarborough

Algernon Blackwood I was troubled by a memory I could not seize. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

George Meredith They brought the memory of my father vividly; the smell of the air half inclined me to turn my steps toward London, I grew so full of longing for him. The Adventures of Harry Richmond by George Meredith [1871]

Lieutenant Réal had written the passage down from memory directly the notion of consulting Peyrol had occurred to him. The Rover by Joseph Conrad [1923]

Sigmund Freud While writing down the dream, a part of it occurs to me which my memory wished to pass over. The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud [1911]

Wilkie Collins He liked children! he respected the memory of my glorious Pratolungo! — In half a minute from the time when he entered the room, Nugent Dubourg had won Mrs. Finch’s heart and mine. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

He could not share the robust confidence of Reiverslaw, for his memory of Beltane was too clear and he had lived too long under its shadows. Witch Wood by John Buchan [1927]

Algernon Blackwood But, at least, he had known “N.H.” His whole being, an odd, sweet, happy pain in him, yearned ever to the glorious memory of it all. The Bright Messenger by Algernon Blackwood [1922]

Nothing, however trivial, escapes his search, and his memory is so absolute, so precise in details, that were it known in New York that such a man existed, the people could not honour him enough. The King in Yellow by Robert W. Chambers

Arthur Machen His memory became thoroughly unreliable, or so he thought at first. Holy Terrors by Arthur Machen

Benjamin Disraeli The memory of Violet Fane was still as fresh, as sweet, to the mind of Vivian Grey as when he pressed her blushing cheek for the first and only time. Vivian Grey by Benjamin Disraeli [1827]

It was the memory of some words of St Augustine. How did they go? Nondum amabam et amare amabam; quaerebam quid amarem, amans amare. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Perhaps his presence gave the evening its peculiar quality of oppressiveness — it stands out in my memory from Gatsby’s other parties that summer. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The memory of that hateful passage under the park haunted him like an evil dream. The Childerbridge Mystery by Guy Boothby [1902]

Ford Madox Ford I will never cut what you said then out of my memory . Some Do Not . . . by Ford Madox Ford [1924]

It seems that he had not only a memory but that he also knew how to remember. The Arrow of Gold by Joseph Conrad [1919]

Edith Wharton During that time he had been living with his youthful memory of her; but she had doubtless had other and more tangible companionship. The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton [1920]

M. P. Shiel Yet I have a sort of memory of a man, a masked man, a lanky man with a stoop, so strong, so rude, dark as death, cruel as the grave——” “But, Emily, you speak of that?” I cried. The Last Miracle by M. P. Shiel [1906]

Algernon Blackwood I could scarcely retain the memory of those big sensations which had offered a channel into an extended world. Julius LeVallon by Algernon Blackwood [1916]

Rudyard Kipling On that occasion —’twas at the Bohemian Club — I heard oratory with the roundest of o’s; and devoured a dinner the memory of which will descend with me into the hungry grave. From Sea to Sea by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

Olaf Stapledon Searching more closely his future memory of his end, the spirit of Man recalls with human horror the slaughter of all his members, and his own extinction. Death into Life by Olaf Stapledon

Anthony Trollope But it is singular how a person’s memory of things may be created out of their present appearances. Mr. Scarborough's Family by Anthony Trollope [1883]

Anthony Trollope Of all of them assembled there but one seemed to have any memory of the sadness of the scene that they had that day witnessed. The Macdermots of Ballycloran by Anthony Trollope [1847]

I have only the faintest memory of my mother; but it is very sweet, and it is all associated with Arden Court. I cannot conjure up her image for a moment without that background. The Lovels of Arden by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1871]

Few people in Tormance will know more about him than you do, but your memory will be your worst friend. A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay [1920]

The crooked cross made by the castaway, a cross whose tracing no doubt seemed to him the most solemn part of the whole ceremony, is all that remains now to perpetuate the memory of his name. Amy Foster by Joseph Conrad [1901]

Virginia Woolf Asked to describe an afternoon at the Priory, the story-teller always intimated that the memory of those serious Sunday afternoons had come to tickle his sense of humour. The Common Reader by Virginia Woolf [1925]

Sir Walter Scott I only mention these things that you may understand how weel that night lives in my memory — and weel it may. The Antiquary by Sir Walter Scott [1816]

Wilkie Collins Was it possible that I had ever seen them before? I tried to consider; but my memory was confused, my mind wearied out, after all that had happened since the morning. Basil by Wilkie Collins [1852]

E. Phillips Oppenheim The memory of those awful minutes came back to him with ominous clearness. Harvey Garrard's Crime by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1926]

Robert Louis Stevenson Or where the Deacon is out of favour, perhaps some memory lingers of the great plagues, and of fatal houses still unsafe to enter within the memory of man. Edinburgh Picturesque Notes by Robert Louis Stevenson

George Gissing It would be so very different if any word had even passed between us which her memory could store up as encouragement. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

James Joyce His life would be lonely too until he, too, died, ceased to exist, became a memory — if anyone remembered him. Dubliners by James Joyce

If there were no memory of the latter, the state of the mind on the second occasion would simply be a repetition of that which occurred before. Hume by Thomas Henry Huxley [1879]

Andrew Lang If blood should appear on the face of either know that my life is in danger, and, in memory of our sworn brotherhood, come to my aid. The Olive Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

For the first time your memory begins to fail you. The Crime and the Criminal by Richard Marsh [1897]

I cannot charge my memory now with the particulars. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

The wretchedness of those days will live in my memory until my dying day. The Eye of Osiris by R. Austin Freeman [1911]

She asked leave to read a chapter to him; he listened as to some gentle memory of childhood. Hard Cash by Charles Reade [1863]

H. G. Wells Two allusions, slightly reminiscent of the romantic fiction of the time, preserve the memory of a previous experience. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

The association which is the foundation of expectation must exist as a memory before it can play its part. Hume by Thomas Henry Huxley [1879]

Gustave Flauber A sudden recollection pierced the memory of the tetrarch. Herodias by Gustave Flauber

Lucky pheasant! How different from the lord of creation, always on the hop between his memory and his conscience! Tonight Gordon wasn’t even pretending to do any work. Keep the Aspidistra Flying by George Orwell

At the moment the name vibrated no chord of memory in him. His Prey was Man by Arthur Gask [1942]

Elizabeth Gaskell Dixon had not much to tell about the Higginses. Her memory had an aristocratic bias, and was very treacherous whenever she tried to recall any circumstance connected with those below her in life. North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell [1854]

E. Phillips Oppenheim The girl was chosen because the tragedy which she had witnessed had driven her far along the road to madness, and this merciful loss of memory was her salvation also. A Sleeping Memory by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1902]

Two whole generations have passed with the memory of half their storms. Carlyle by John Nichol [1892]

Robert Louis Stevenson But papa had memory of no other. The Weir of Hermiston by Robert Louis Stevenson

Jane Austen He may live in my memory as the most amiable man of my acquaintance, but that is all. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen [1813]

Henry Handel Richardson Ingrained in people, not to be eradicated, was a memory of the day when the surgeon had been but the servant, the attendant lackey of the great house. The Way Home by Henry Handel Richardson

Henry James A chance to abstain from inflicting a terrible blot upon the memory of a man who certainly had his faults, but who, personally, had done you no wrong. The American by Henry James [1877]

Olaf Stapledon Then, like a memory from some forgotten life, there would come to him the thought, ‘This is just Jackson Minor, a boy whom I must teach. Last Men in London by Olaf Stapledon

Marjorie Bowen This affair and mainly the memory of my lord’s face so wrought on my mind that I could not sleep that night and went out early for news of the duel. The Bishop of Hell by Marjorie Bowen

Jack London This memory is as distinct and sharp as that of any picture I have seen. The Sea-Wolf by Jack London [1904]

Yet that particular meeting stands out in my memory apart from the rest. A Thousand Miles up the Nile by Amelia B. Edwards [1877]

Wilkie Collins At times, my memory reverts to Helena Gracedieu, and to what I discovered when I had seen her diary. The Legacy of Cain by Wilkie Collins [1889]

Then said the King, “Imagine not that oaths sworn unto the Demons by Gorice XI. of memory ever glorious bind me any whit. The Worm Ouroboros by E. R. Eddison [1922]

George Meredith And, no, they were not strangers; hardly a word could they utter without cutting memory to the quick; their present breath was out of the far past. Lord Ormont and his Aminta by George Meredith [1894]

Anthony Trollope He attempted, unassisted, to be perfect among men, and his memory is regarded as that of a loathsome plague, defiling even the unclean age in which he lived. La Vendée by Anthony Trollope

One only wish remains ungratified: It is to see my Brother in his former health, and to know that Antonia’s memory is buried in her grave. The Monk by Matthew Lewis [1796]

Henry David Thoreau Nations are possessed with an insane ambition to perpetuate the memory of themselves by the amount of hammered stone they leave. Walden by Henry David Thoreau

H.P. Lovecraft Opening his eyes before staggering out of that room of horror, Dr. Willett saw that what he had kept in memory had not been kept amiss. The Case of Charles Dexter Ward by H.P. Lovecraft [1927]

Maxim Gorky I rarely have dreams and remember them badly, but two have remained in my memory and probably will for the rest of my life. Reminiscences of Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy by Maxim Gorky

John Locke Secondly, The other is of such truths whereof the mind having been convinced, it retains the memory of the conviction, without the proofs. An Essay Concerning Human Understanding by John Locke [1690]

George Gissing These are the things I shall never see again; things, indeed, so perfect in memory that I should dread to blur them by a newer experience. The Private Papers of Henry Ryecroft by George Gissing [1902]

Radclyffe Hall And then as though in answer to prayer, to some prayer that her trembling lips had not uttered, came the memory of a patient, protective back, bowed as though bearing another’s burden. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall