Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.

Your optimistic eyes seem like paradise, to someone like...me.

Though sands be black and bitter black the sea,
Night lie before me and behind me night,
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Though sands be black and bitter black the sea,
Night lie before me and behind me night,
And God within far Heaven refuse to light
The consolation of the dawn for me,--
Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell,
It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell
With memory.

To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.

To live in hearts we leave behind,
Is not to die.

Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.
[Lat., Memoria est thesaurus omnium rerum e custos.]

Memory is the treasury and guardian of all things.
[Lat., Memoria est thesaurus omnium rerum e custos.]

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.

To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.

To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.

Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
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Or were I in the wildest waste,
Sae bleak and bare, sae bleak and bare,
The desert were a paradise
If thou wert there, if thou were there.

The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones read more

The difference between false memories and true ones is the same as for jewels: it is always the false ones that look the most real, the most brilliant.

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.