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Souvenirs are perishable; fortunately, memories are not |
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The heart of marriage is memories; and if the two of you happen to have the same ones and can savor your reruns, then your marriage is a gift from the gods. |
The heart of marriage is memories; and if the two of you happen to have the same ones and can savor your reruns, then your marriage is a gift from the gods. |
The heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good; and thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burdens of the past. |
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The past is never there when you try to go back. It exists, but only in memory. To pretend otherwise is to invite a mess. |
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