“Which is crueler, an old man's lost memories of a life lived, or a young man's lost memories of the life he meant to live?”
“Old folks live on memory, young folk live on hope.”
“A man that is young in years may be old in hours if he have lost no time. ”
“There is no man...however wise, who has not at some period in his youth said things, or lived a life, the memory of which is so unpleasant to him that he would gladly expunge it. And yet he ought not entirely to regret it, because he cannot be certain that he has indeed become a wise man...”
“He may live in my memory as the most amiable man of my acquaintance..”
“They had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.”