But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.

But woe to him, who left to moan,
Reviews the hours of brightness gone.

Don't remember what you can infer.

Don't remember what you can infer.

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot read more

Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.

Memory is like an orgasm. It's a lot better if you don't have to fake it.

Memory is like an orgasm. It's a lot better if you don't have to fake it.

Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.

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.

The heart that truly loves never forgets.

The heart that truly loves never forgets.

To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.

To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.

Though sands be black and bitter black the sea,
Night lie before me and behind me night,
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Though sands be black and bitter black the sea,
Night lie before me and behind me night,
And God within far Heaven refuse to light
The consolation of the dawn for me,--
Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell,
It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell
With memory.