“It was just one of those days for him to forget and me to remember.”
Roger Federer (1981) Swiss tennis player
After defeating Andy Roddick in the Australian Open 2007 semi-final. http://www.asapsports.com/show_interview.php?id=41091
Source: Mortality
“It was just one of those days for him to forget and me to remember.”
Roger Federer (1981) Swiss tennis player
After defeating Andy Roddick in the Australian Open 2007 semi-final. http://www.asapsports.com/show_interview.php?id=41091
Ja'far al-Sadiq (702–765) Muslim religious person
Majlisi, Bihārul Anwār, vol.74, p. 94
Religous Wisdom
“I remember my loves, my conversation, my friendships. I remember it all, see it all, see them all.”
Octavio Paz (1914–1998) Mexican writer laureated with the 1990 Nobel Prize for Literature
The Clerk's Vision (1949)
Context: I remember my loves, my conversation, my friendships. I remember it all, see it all, see them all. With melancholy, but without nostalgia. And above all, without hope. I know that it is immortal, and that, if we are anything, we are the hope of something. For me, expectation has spent itself. I quit the nevertheless, the even, the in spite of everything, the moratoriums, the excuses and forgiving. I know the mechanism of the trap of morality and the drowsiness of certain words. I have lost faith in all those constructions of stone, ideas, ciphers. I quit. I no longer defend this broken tower. And, in silence, I await the event.
Paul Carus (1852–1919) American philosopher
The Gospel of Buddha http://reluctant-messenger.com/gospel_buddha/preface.htm (1894), a compilation of translations from ancient records.
Wisława Szymborska (1923–2012) Polish writer
"A Speech at the Lost-and-Found"
Poems New and Collected (1998), Could Have (1972)
“I remember it so clearly —
how people, seeing me, would break off in midword.
Laughter died.”
Wisława Szymborska (1923–2012) Polish writer
"Soliloquy for Cassandra"
Poems New and Collected (1998), No End of Fun (1967)
Context: I remember it so clearly —
how people, seeing me, would break off in midword.
Laughter died.
Lovers' hands unclasped.
Children ran to their mothers.
I didn't even know their short-lived names.
And that song about a little green leaf —
no one ever finished it near me.
Mathematics and Mathematicians (1992); published in Is Mathematics Inevitable? A Miscellany (2008), edited by Underwood Dudley, p. 3. ISBN 0883855666