What is the worth of human life, unless it is woven into the life of our ancestors by the records of history?

Memory is necessary for all operations of reasoning.

Time robs us of all, even of memory.

I think heaven will not be as good as earth, unless it bring with it that sweet power to remember, which is the staple of heaven here.

Everything remembered is dear, endearing, touching, precious. At least the past is safe—though we didn’t know it at the time.

Memory is a complicated thing, a relative to truth but not its twin.

I’ve a grand memory for forgetting.

Memory is the only
afterlife I can understand.

People are trapped in history, and history is trapped in them.

A monument is money wasted. My memory will live on if my life has deserved it.

Reminiscences make one feel so deliciously aged and sad.

History is a people’s memory, and without a memory man is demoted to the level of the lower animals.

Memories are hunting horns
whose noise dies away in the wind.