Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream.
Though sands be black and bitter black the sea, Night lie before me and behind me night, And God within far Heaven refuse to light The consolation of the dawn for me,-- Between the shadowy burns of Heaven and Hell, It is enough love leaves my soul to dwell With memory.
Don't you remember, sweet Alice, Ben Bolt? Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown; Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile, And trembl'd with fear at your frown!
Remembrance wakes with all her busy train, Swells at my breast, and turns the past to pain.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
He who is not very strong in memory should not meddle with lying.
There is not any memory with less satisfaction than the memory of some temptation we resisted.
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 momentâbut who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?
The more connections that can be made in the brain, the more integrated the experience is within memory.
To be remembered after we are dead, is but poor recompense for being treated with contempt while we are living.
What we learn with pleasure we never forget.
A man of great memory without learning hath a rock and a spindle and no staff to spin.
A prudent man should always follow in the footsteps of great men and imitate those who have been outstanding. If his own prowess fails to compare with theirs, at least it has an air of greatness about it.
All great men are gifted with intuition. They know without reasoning or analysis, what they need to know.
I go for two kinds of men. The kind with muscles, and the kind without.
Men are like wine. Some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.
My family begins with me, your family ends with you.
Husbands are awkward things to deal with; even keeping them in hot water will not make them tender.
Man forgives women anything save the wit to outwit him.
The woman's vision is deep reaching, the man's far reaching. With the man the world is his heart, with the woman the heart is her world.
Where there is marriage without love, there will be love without marriage.
I have come to the conclusion never again to think of marrying, and for this reason, I can never be satisfied with anyone who would be blockhead enough to have me.
To keep your marriage brimming, with love in the wedding cup, whenever you're wrong, admit it; whenever you're right, shut up.
The male is a domestic animal which, if treated with firmness, can be trained to do most things.
Women see better than men. Men see lazily, if they do not expect to act. Women see quite without any wish to act.