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The secret of a good memory is attention, and attention to a subject depends upon our interest in it. We read more
The secret of a good memory is attention, and attention to a subject depends upon our interest in it. We rarely forget that which has made a deep impression on our minds.
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, read more
Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!
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.
No memory of having starred atones for later disregard, or keeps the end from being hard.
No memory of having starred atones for later disregard, or keeps the end from being hard.
A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.
A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscience.
A great many complimentary things have been said about the
faculty of memory, and if you look in a read more
A great many complimentary things have been said about the
faculty of memory, and if you look in a good quotation book you
will find them neatly arranged.
The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.
The memory represents to us not what we choose but what it pleases.
The best memory is that which forgets nothing, but injuries. Write kindness in marble and write injuries in the dust.
The best memory is that which forgets nothing, but injuries. Write kindness in marble and write injuries in the dust.
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?
