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Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Memory is not wisdom; idiots can by rote repeat volumes. Yet what is wisdom without memory?
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my
mouth; if I prefer read more
If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my
mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever,
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.
A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
A retentive memory may be a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
No memory is ever alone; it's at the end of a trail of memories, a dozen trails that each have read more
No memory is ever alone; it's at the end of a trail of memories, a dozen trails that each have their own associations.
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.
