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Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Oh, how cruelly sweet are the echoes that start
When Memory plays an old tune on the heart!
Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most
beautiful prizes slip through it.
Do not trust your memory; it is a net full of holes; the most
beautiful prizes slip through it.
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.
Memory is the mother of all wisdom.
Memory is the mother of all wisdom.
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.
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.
A retentive memory is a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
A retentive memory is a good thing, but the ability to forget is the true token of greatness.
Don't remember what you can infer.
Don't remember what you can infer.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
The true art of memory is the art of attention.
