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We do not remember days; we remember moments.

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We do not remember days; we remember moments.

A happy childhood can't be cured. Mine'll h

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A happy childhood can't be cured. Mine'll hang around my neck like a rainbow, that's all, instead of a noose.

Memory is a child walking along a seashore.

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Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things.

Memory is a way of holding onto the things you lov

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Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

God gave us memories that we might have roses in

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God gave us memories that we might have roses in December.

Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance,

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Pleasure is the flower that passes; remembrance, the lasting perfume.

Everybody needs his memories. They keep the

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Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.

Every man's memory is his private literature.

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Every man's memory is his private literature.

Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags

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Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags and throws away food.

Memory itself is an internal rumour.

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Memory itself is an internal rumour.

A memory is what is left when something happens a

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A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.

Memory... is the diary that we all carry about wi

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Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days

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It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

And even if you were in some prison, the walls of

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And even if you were in some prison, the walls of which let none of the sounds of the world come to your senses - would you not then still have your childhood, that precious, kingly possession, that treasure-house of memories?

There are lots of people who mistake their imagin

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There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory.

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