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Se Souvenir du passe, et qu'il ya un avenir: Remember the past, and that there is a future.
the wandering thoughts looking out thru the window pane reminds one of an adventure that awaits now even after the days and nights that's passed, still reminds' never to lose the desire for a new day all in expectation's which brings us back to that starting point and a fresh slate for the new
Memory was a slippery thing—slick moss on an unstable slope—and it was ever so easy to lose one’s footing and fall
R. J. Blizzard
Remembering is redemption.
. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their names written across the sky as ogham threads are traced between the stars
Remembering something from the past? you are creating it right now as evidence for who you are now.
. . . This is not the same river at my fingertips. There are no paths, no sunken roads familiar in the forest, by which we can retrace our steps, by which we can escape by which we can reclaim and return, or hear the child’s song running in the timothy . . .
Hans Christian Andersen
The good and the beautiful is not forgotten; it lives in legend and in song.
Why do we remember the past, but not the future?
Bigotry against any group should be disqualifying for high office.
Willfully polluting the ground with AC electricity is just another aspect of how the electrical utility companies will be remembered by the next generation.
What I cannot tough, remains a memory, I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be
A marijuana high can enhance core human mental abilities. It can help you to focus, to remember, to see new patterns, to imagine, to be creative, to introspect, to empathically understand others, and to come to deep insights. If you don’t find this amazing you have lost your sense of wonder. Which, by the way, is something a high can bring back, too.
You forget the life you had before, after awhile. Things you cherish and hold dear are like pearls on a string. Cut the knot and they scatter across the floor, rolling into dark corners never to be found again. So you move on, and eventually you forget what the pearls even looked like. At least, you try.
that I thought of you—of the air that slipped between the strands of your hair, and blue stones in my hand, before the autumn damasks bloom their last, before these blue stones are lain forgotten as the blossoms of plum trees I could not render in my artless hands
I thought you'd be gone by now." Velkan "Hardly, I have to much to do." Esperetta "Such as?" Velkan "Apologize to you." Esperetta "Why would you do that?" Velkan "Because I'm stupid and pigheaded. Judgmental. Unforgiving. Mistrustful--you can stop me at anytime, you know?" Esperetta "Why should i? You're on quite a roll. Besides, you missed the worst flaw." Velkan "And that is?" Esperetta "Hotheaded." Velkan "I learned that one from you." Esperetta "How so?" Velkan "Remember that time you threw your boots into the fire because you had trouble getting them off?" "I never did that." Velkan "Yes, you did. You also gave your favorite saddle to the stable master because it scratched your leg as you dismounted and told him he could have it but, personally, you'd burn it, too." Esperetta
Nanette L. Avery
History left behind is like a bookmark in a classic.
I release ribbons of gratitude to flow back upon the path I have walked as it stretches out behind me, so they brush past everyone whose path crossed my own. May they feel the brief kiss of remembrance within their hearts, there and then gone again, passing like a spring breeze, so that they suddenly know the things they have done for others, in so many ways big and small, seen and unseen alike, somewhere are known and treasured.
T. S. Eliot
The awful daring of a moment's surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract ...