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Memory is the mother of all wisdom.
Memory is the mother of all wisdom.
 Yet how much less it were to gain,
 Though thou hast left me free,
  The loveliest things read more 
 Yet how much less it were to gain,
 Though thou hast left me free,
  The loveliest things that still remain,
   Than thus remember thee. 
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.
 Friends depart, and memory takes them
 To her caverns, pure and deep.  
 Friends depart, and memory takes them
 To her caverns, pure and deep. 
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.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
The heart that truly loves never forgets.
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not read more
But each day brings its petty dust our soon-choked souls to fill, and we forget because we must, and not because we will.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.
Out of sighte, out of mynde.