God and Country are an unbeatable team; they break all records for opp >>
If the devil were to offer me a resurgence of what is commonly called >>
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God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December. >>
Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints. >>
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance o >>
You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing.