When I remember, I am troubled. Horror takes hold of my flesh.

Even when I remember I am afraid, and trembling taketh hold on my flesh.

I will remember Yah's deeds for I will remember your wonders of old.

I will remember the works of the LORD surely I will remember thy wonders of old.

If I've met you before, I don't remember.

Then the chief cupbearer spoke to Pharaoh, saying, I remember my faults today.

Then spake the chief butler unto Pharaoh, saying, I do remember my faults this day

And I remember coming up from one of these deep dives, and I had this fog, and the narcosis takes a little while to, you know, fade away.

I'm trying to remember the words monism, dualism, categories all over the place.

And I remember putting my hands on the ground and feeling my life's blood emptying out of my neck and my mouth.

And I remember looking at the guys thinking, What do I take from this journey? You know? Seriously.

I remember when they took the Apple Mac interface and they put it back on the Apple II.

I am Yemeni and I know about candles more than I know about electricity. And I remember how electricity was cut off for three complete days.

When I'm on my deathbed, I'm going to remember one story more than any other.

I remember when I lived in Nurnberg and a woman did not go into the city in pants or shorts.

Being a child, and sort of crawling around the house, I remember these Turkish carpets, and there were these scenes, these battle scenes, these love scenes.

And I remember taking the goggles off my face and looking down at my hands in sheer shock, because my fingers had swollen so much that they were like sausages.

having been reminded of the sincere faith that is in you which lived first in your grandmother Lois, and your mother Eunice, and, I am persuaded, in you also.

When I call to remembrance the unfeigned faith that is in thee, which dwelt first in thy grandmother Lois, and thy mother Eunice and I am persuaded that in thee also.

With eyes or with hands, we greeted each other. I don't remember who started the talking that day, but I do remember my eyes being drawn toward him, and within seconds, I found my heart full of affection for him.

There was the first time you walked by the open door of a bakery and smelt the bakery air, or the first time you pulled a 20 dollar bill out of your old jacket pocket and said, Found money.

I am a committed pro European. I have in mind the extraordinary image of Helmut Kohl and François Mitterrand at Verdun in 1984, two old leaders, standing hand in hand, remembering the victims of World War I.

I recall that my work as a pastor has always involved caring for their spiritual needs being concerned for housing, for healthcare, for the prisoners, for the infirm, for children even the foster care children for whom no one can even keep a record where they started off, where they are going.

And I remember at the beginning of my career, again and again, on these dismal outings with orchestras, I would be going completely insane on the podium, trying to engender a small scale crescendo really, just a little upsurge in volume.

As a Chilean government minister late last decade, I remember the frustration of attending Mercosur gatherings (Chile is an associate member). They were long on posturing and endless speeches, but short on substantive agreements about anything.

I remember when I started practicing Buddhism 14 years ago, and I was told that the end of this practice was to be happy, I said, How could you be happy and live in this world of suffering and live in this world of pain? I mistook happiness for a lot of other things, like numbness or decadence or selfishness.