There is no remembrance which time does not obliterate, nor pain which death does not terminate.
It would add much to human happiness, if an art could be taught of forgetting all of which the remembrance is at once useless and afflictive... that the mind might perform its functions without encumbrance, and the past might no longer encroach upon the present.
Most men remember obligations, but not often to be grateful; the proud are made sour by the remembrance and the vain silent.
Forgetfulness of self is remembrance of God. Whoever knows God through God becomes alive, and whoever knows God through self becomes dead.
Pleasure is the flower that fades; remembrance is the lasting perfume.
My brother, you cannot forget your sins; but it lies within your own decision whether the remembrance shall be thankfulness and blessedness, or whether it shall be pain and loss forever.
The remembrance of pleasure doubles our pain.
It is not just when a villainous act has been committed that it torments us; it is when we think of it afterward, for the remembrance of it last forever.
The human soul is like a bird that is born in a cage. Nothing can deprive it of its natural longings or obliterate the mysterious remembrance of its heritage.
Our Knowledge is but mere Remembrance all, Remembrance is our Treasure and our Food.
Forgetfulness of self is remembrance of God.
The greatest comfort of any old age, and that which gives me the highest satisfaction, is the pleasing remembrance of the many benefits and friendly offices I have done to others.
Forgetfulness is the way to exile. Remembrance is the way to redemption.
There is no remembrance more blessed, and nothing more blessed to remember, than suffering overcome in solidarity with God; this is the mystery of suffering.
To live a day, to care for a single day, is to shape a life. Each day is an opportunity to choose where to place our care. What shall we do today? What simple acts of remembrance will we use to punctuate our time and enrich our walk upon the earth this single day?
In the day of prosperity there is a forgetfulness of affliction; and in the day of affliction there is no more remembrance of prosperity.
The first and indispensable requisite of happiness is a clear conscience, unsullied by the reproach of remembrance of an unworthy action.
The joys of parents are secret; and so are their griefs and fears. They cannot utter the one; nor they will not utter the other. Children sweeten labors; but they make misfortunes more bitter. They increase the cares of life; but they mitigate the remembrance of death. The perpetuity by generation is common to beasts; but memory, merit, and noble works are proper to men.
The joys of parents are secret, and so are their griefs and fears; they cannot utter the one, nor they will not utter the other. children sweeten labors, but they make misfortunes more bitter; increase the cares of life, but they mitigate the remembrance of death.
The remembrance of the past is the teacher of the future.