There was a train that would come by our house every night, and I'd hear the whistle blow. That is the sweetest memory I have.
Every single song that I've listened to is in my memory forever.
I am very emotionally affected by sound. Sounds are the inexplicable... There is a sound you hear in your head, it's your nerves, or your blood running.
The ear is the only true writer and the only true reader.
Most people like to hear sounds they are used to.
The radio comes back even louder than you remember it.
My memory is basically visual: that's what I remember, rooms and landscapes. What I do not remember are what the people in these room were telling me. I never see letters or sentences when I write or read, but only the images they produce.
I studied a lot of animal behavior and one of the things I find really interesting is the whole idea that animals are sensory based thinkers and I wrote about this in my book, Animals in Translation. That an animal's memory is not in words, they've got to be in pictures - it's very detailed so let's say the animal gets afraid of something - they'll get afraid of something that they're looking at or hearing, the moment the bad thing happens.
I know this music from memory, not from the music.
I could sing in English before I could understand it because I phonetically learned it from the musicals.
In memory everything seems to happen to music.
I have to concentrate more intently when people speak. I always have to position myself on their right side so that I can hear out of my left ear. I sometimes get a crick in my neck from listening. But I don't there's too much else.
We are visual creatures. Visual things stay put, whereas sounds fade.
I live out in the country in Scotland and know that if I close my eyes, I can recognise every sound.
I'm an auditory learner, and if you put something into a song, I'll remember it forever.
One person might be able to learn by reading, another will have a good audio memory, and another will make notes in different colored pens. I have a more multi sensory memory - I remember what I was doing when I learnt it and where I was.
Children, savages and true believers remember far less what they have seen than what they have heard.
Funny how a melody sounds like a memory.
I have this peculiar ability to be able to anticipate mouth movements on screen and fill them with words or sound.
I have never been able to remember the number of my driver's license, and there have been times when I couldn't even remember my own telephone number, but when I hear a song, sometimes only once, I never forget the melody or the lyric.
A song will keep going round in my brain and keep me awake.
The aim of the tests carried on with these syllable series was, by means of repeated audible perusal of the separate series, to so impress them that immediately afterward they could voluntarily be reproduced.
I listened to them fade away till all I could hear was my memory of the sound.
I'd like to feel that whatever I play is a result of whatever I've heard.
