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"Sadly as some old mediaeval knightGazed at the arms he could no longer wield,The sword two-handed and the shining shieldSuspended in the hall, and full in sight,While secret longings for the lost delightOf tourney or adventure in the fieldCame over him, and tears but half concealedTrembled and fell upon his beard of white,So I behold these books upon their shelf,My ornaments and arms of other days;Not wholly useless, though no longer used,For they remind me of my other self,Younger and stronger, and the pleasant waysIn which I walked, now clouded and confused."
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"When it comes to the past, everyone writes fiction."
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"I need to remember what they look like. I try to hold them still behind my eyes, their faces, like pictures in an album. But they won't stay still for me, they move, there's a smile and it's gone, their features curl and bend as if the paper's burning, blackness eats them. A glimpse, a pale shimmer on the air; a glow, aurora, dance of electrons, then a face again, faces. But they fade, though I stretch out my arms towards them, they slip away from me, ghosts at daybreak. Back to wherever they are. Stay with me, I want to say. But they won't."
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"I know nothing about her. Just some books, and some stories she tried to tell me, and things I didn't understand, and I remember big red soft hands and that smell. I never knew who she really was. I mean, she must have been nine too, once."
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"By remembering it too often I have blurred the memory itself."
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"Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure."
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"Create memories every day. Enjoy every moment every way."
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"There is nothing like an odor to stir memories."
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"Everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ..."
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"The marks we leave are too often scars."
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"Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns."
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"Music is the universal language of mankind."
Music
"Like a French poem is life; being only perfect in structure when with the masculine rhymes mingled the feminine are."
Life
"Thy fate is the common fate of all; Into each life some rain must fall."
Life
"The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books."
Love
"The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy."
Strength
"Into each life some rain must fall."
Life
"Men of genius are often dull and inert in society; as the blazing meteor, when it descends to earth, is only a stone."
Man
"Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart."
Heart
"Method is more important than strength, when you wish to control your enemies. By dropping golden beads near a snake, a crow once managed To have a passer-by kill the snake for the beads."
Strength
"Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit."
Nature
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