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Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
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Yet how much less it were to gain,
Though thou hast left me free,
The loveliest things that still remain,
Than thus remember thee.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
Experience teaches that a strong memory is generally joined to a weak judgment.
Experience teaches that a strong memory is generally joined to a weak judgment.
Many a man fails as an original thinker simply because his memory it too good.
Many a man fails as an original thinker simply because his memory it too good.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.
A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.
