In our endeavors to recall to memory something long forgotten, we often find ourselves upon the very verge of remembrance, without being able, in the end, to remember.
Interpretation
The struggle to remember something important often feels close yet elusive.
This quote by Edgar Allan Poe reflects on the frustrating experience of trying to remember something that seems just out of reach. It highlights the elusive nature of memory and how, despite our efforts and mental exertion, certain reminders and recollections can feel tantalizingly close but ultimately remain inaccessible.
In practice
This quote can be used in a discussion about the process of learning and how memory works.
But evil things, in robes of sorrow, Assailed the monarch's high estate; (Ah, let us mourn, for never morrow Shall dawn upon him desolate!) And round about his home the glory That blushed and bloomed, Is but a dim-remembered story Of the old time entombed.
Most writers - poets in especial - prefer having it understood that they compose by a species of fine frenzy - an ecstatic intuition - and would positively shudder at letting the public take a peep behind the scenes.
...the agony of my soul found vent in one loud, long and final scream of despair.
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best have gone to their eternal rest.
I could have clasped the red walls to my bosom as a garment of eternal peace. "Death," I said, "any death but that of the pit!" Fool! might I have not known that into the pit it was the object of the burning iron to urge me?
Thank Heaven! The crisis /The danger is past, and the lingering illness, is over at last /, and the fever called ''Living'' is conquered at last.
This is the book I never read ~ These are the words I never said ~ This is the path I'll never tread ~ These are the dreams I'll dream instead
One time, I was given an essay topic: to describe a perfect horse, whom the mere sight of the rider's whip would make obedient. I depicted this perfect horse throwing his rider at the sight of the whip.
My idea of magic doesn't have much to do with stage tricks and illusions. The whole world abounds in magic.
Death is no more than passing from one room into another. But there's a difference for me, you know. Because in that other room I shall be able to see.
In the total expanse of human life there is not a single square inch of which the Christ, who alone is sovereign, does not declare, 'That is mine!'.
The purpose of money was to purchase one's freedom to pursue that which is useful and interesting.
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