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The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The academy is not paradise. But learning is a place where paradise can be created.
The academy is not paradise. But learning is a place where paradise can be created.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
The Park Avenue of poodles and polished brass; it is cab country, tip-town, glassville, a window-washer's paradise.
Patience is the key to paradise.
Patience is the key to paradise.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.
The only paradise is paradise lost
The only paradise is paradise lost
Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the read more
Our memory is like a shop in the window of which is exposed now one, now another photograph of the same person. And as a rule the most recent exhibit remains for some time the only one to be seen.
