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Remember the botched brothel-visit in L’Education sentimentale and remember its lesson. Do not participate: happiness lies in the imagination, not the act. Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory.

Remember the botched brothel-visit in L’Education sentimentale and remember its lesson. Do not participate: happiness lies in the imagination, not the act. Pleasure is found first in anticipation, later in memory.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Lying, Imagination
Julian Barnes (1984). “Flaubert's parrot”, Vintage

What is history? Any thoughts, Webster?' 'History is the lies of the victors,' I replied, a little too quickly. 'Yes, I was rather afraid you'd say that. Well, as long as you remember that it is also the self-delusions of the defeated. ... 'Finn?' '"History is that certainty produced at the point where the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation." (quoting Patrick Lagrange)

Julian Barnes
Memories, Lying, Self

History isn't the lies of the victors, as I once glibly assured Old Joe Hunt; I know that now. It's more the memories of the survivors, most of whom are neither victorious or defeated.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Lying, Survivor
Julian Barnes (2011). “The Sense of an Ending”, p.56, Random House

We live with such easy assumptions, don't we? For instance, that memory equals events plus time. But it's all much odder than this. Who was it said that memory is what we thought we'd forgotten? And it ought to be obvious to us that time doesn't act as a fixative, rather as a solvent. But it's not convenient--- it's not useful--- to believe this; it doesn't help us get on with our lives; so we ignore it.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Believe, Events

History is that certainty produced at the point where the imperfections of memory meet the inadequacies of documentation.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Imperfection, Documentation
Julian Barnes (2011). “The Sense of an Ending”, p.59, Random House

He didn’t really like travel, of course. He liked the idea of travel, and the memory of travel, but not travel itself.

Julian Barnes
Travel, Memories, Ideas
Julian Barnes (1984). “Flaubert's parrot”, Vintage

I know this much: that there is objective time, but also subjective time, the kind you wear on the inside of your wrist, next to where the pulse lies. And this personal time, which is the true time, is measured in your relationship to memory.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Lying, Pulse
"The Sense of an Ending". Book by Julian Barnes (Page 122), www.huffingtonpost.com. 2011.

When you are in your twenties, even if you're confused and uncertain about your aims and purposes, you have a strong sense of what life itself is, and of what you in life are, and might become. Later.. later there is more uncertainty, more overlapping, more backtracking, more false memories. Back then, you can remember your short life in its entirety. Later, the memory becomes a thing of shreds and patches.

Julian Barnes
Strong, Memories, Confused

Memories of childhood were the dreams that stayed with you after you woke.

Julian Barnes
Dream, Memories, Childhood
Julian Barnes (1998). “England, England”, Vintage

Memory is identity....You are what you have done; what you have done is in your memory; what you remember defines who you are; when you forget your life you cease to be, even before your death.

Julian Barnes
Memories, Identity, Done

But I’ve been turning over in my mind the question of nostalgia, and whether I suffer from it. I certainly don’t get soggy at the memory of some childhood knickknack; nor do I want to deceive myself sentimentally about something that wasn’t even true at the time—love of the old school, and so on. But if nostalgia means the powerful recollection of strong emotions—and a regret that such feelings are no longer present in our lives—then I plead guilty.

Julian Barnes
Strong, Memories, Powerful

What happiness is there in just the memory of happiness?

Julian Barnes
Memories

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