I do perceive that the old proverb be not alwaies trew, for I do
finde that the absence of read more

I do perceive that the old proverb be not alwaies trew, for I do
finde that the absence of my Nath, doth breeds in me the more
continuall remembrance of him.

When promise and patience are wearing thin,
When endurance is almost driven in,
When our angels stand read more

When promise and patience are wearing thin,
When endurance is almost driven in,
When our angels stand in a waiting hush,
Remember the Marne and Ferdinand Foch.

What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching read more

What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd!
How sweet their memory still!
But they have left an aching void
The world can never fill.

The true art of memory is the art of attention.

The true art of memory is the art of attention.

He who is not very strong in memory should not meddle with lying.

He who is not very strong in memory should not meddle with lying.

A great many complimentary things have been said about the
faculty of memory, and if you look in a read more

A great many complimentary things have been said about the
faculty of memory, and if you look in a good quotation book you
will find them neatly arranged.

Out of sighte, out of mynde.

Out of sighte, out of mynde.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.

It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe read more

It's a pleasure to share one's memories. Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe --though we didn't know it at the time. We know it now. Because it's in the past; because we have survived.