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What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, read more
The mother may forget the child
That smiles sae sweetly on her knee;
But I'll remember thee, Glencairn,
And all that thou hast done for me!
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
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.
A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory
A clear conscience is usually the sign of a bad memory
If you have to keep reminding yourself of a thing, perhaps it isn't so.
If you have to keep reminding yourself of a thing, perhaps it isn't so.
The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.
The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.
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.
