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

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

A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.

A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.

I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.

I have short-term memory loss, though I like to think of it as Presidential eligibility.

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear,
Long, long ago, long, long ago.

Forget those things that aren't worth remembering.

Forget those things that aren't worth remembering.

Out of sighte, out of mynde.

Out of sighte, out of mynde.

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, read more

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a luster obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment -- but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?

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.

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.