Memories flowed raw and clear now across the surface of her mind, all the way back to the beginning.

Memories flowed on, trickling like the water in the swamp.

I pushed gently, and suddenly his memories flowed again.

While memories flowed in and out of his mind, like a river eddying, he worked at gathering the rocks.

But her recent memories flowed seamlessly into the past.

As Astaire danced above the stage in video highlights from his career, the memories flowed.

Memories flowed with a couple more swigs of Professor Daniel's.

A fresh memory of sorrow flowed across her face, but she banished it quickly and produced a lopsided smile.

Memories flowed through him as he stood in the warehouse-the blinding fear, the anger, the frustration.

He had some difficulty in fixing his mind upon this theme, but presently his memories were flowing freely.