Memory is more than a dustbin of time, stuffed with yesterday’s trash. Rather, memory is a glorious grab bag of the past from which one can at leisure pluck bittersweet experiences of times gone by and relive them. ~Hal Boyle, 1971
Every man’s memory is his private literature. Aldous Huxley
“Nothing fixes a thing so intensely in the memory as the wish to forget it.” – Michel de Montaigne http://www.bquot.es/s/3300
I read on boston.com the snow that is still on the ground with the exception of the real tall mounds of it, should be melted and gone between March 25 and April 3. Then dear Agnes, it will all be just a memory.
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In Memory of Al Davis. The Autumn Wind