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Let the Bible fill the memory, rule the heart, and guide the feet.

Memory is a barricade against forgetting; light is a bulwark against darkness; life is a flex against the stillness of the grave. Maybe that's what I'm trying to do here, clear a space in all the debris, through all the anxieties and worries, where I can just exist, easily and simply, entire, for as long as I have left.

Can you imagine 4,000 years passing, and you're not even a memory? Think about it, friends. It's not just a possibility. It is a certainty.

I don't have any beauty shop memories. I remember the barber shop.

I just have beautiful memories of what has happened in my life.

I feel honored and privileged to have represented the USA program over the past 16 years. USA Hockey will always be a part of me and I will cherish the experiences and memories with this team.

I don't write down my experiences, but I have a very decent memory. I have tons of books in which I write down phrases as they occur to me. That's how I write songs. I'll need a line and I'll go through the books and find it, the right rhyme and everything.

The memory of the American public is about six weeks.

The horrors of the Second World War, the chilling winds of the Cold War and the crushing weight of the Iron Curtain are little more than fading memories. Ideals that once commanded great loyalty are now taken for granted.

Memory is merely the process of tuning into vibrations that have been left behind in space and time.

Many people believe that they were made by their parents: 'I didn't ask to be born.' they cry. This is completely wrong. Please try to remember when your were five. If you try then you will remember that this memory had no beginning. It seems as if you can remember living infinitely; that your life didn't begin when you were born but continues without limit.

Memory is never pure. And recollection is always coloured by the life lived since

It seems to me as natural and necessary to keep notes, however brief, of one's reading, as logs of voyages or photographs of one's travels. For memory, in most of us, is a liar with galloping consumption.

We who choose to surround ourselves_x000D_with lives even more temporary than our_x000D_own, live within a fragile circle;_x000D_easily and often breached._x000D_Unable to accept its awful gaps,_x000D_we would still live no other way._x000D_We cherish memory as the only_x000D_certain immortality, never fully_x000D_understanding the necessary plan.

One day these will just be memories that I haveso I try to enjoy it as much as possible

Television, despite its enormous presence, turns out to have added pitifully few lines to the communal memory.

I hid my love when young till I_x000D_Couldn't bear the buzzing of a fly;_x000D_I hid my life to my despite_x000D_Till I could not bear to look at light:_x000D_I dare not gaze upon her face_x000D_But left her memory in each place;_x000D_Where'er I saw a wild flower lie_x000D_I kissed and bade my love good-bye.

Woods and forests have been essentialt to the imagination of these islands, and of countries throughout the world, for centuries. It is for this reason that when woods are felled, when they are suppressed by tarmac and concrete and asphalt, it is not only unique species and habitats that disappear, but also unique memories, unique forms of thought.

Keep memories of insult on a short leash, and memories of blessing on a long one.

Is not the festive season when families and friends exchange gifts in memory of The Gift laid on the altar of the world for the redemption of the human race, the most appropriate time to consecrate a portion from abounding riches and scant poverty to send forth the good tidings of great joy into all the earth?

Hardships are quickly forgotten. Intense heat, bitter cold, rain and snow, fatigue,and luckless hunting fade quickly into memories of great fellowship, thoughts of beautiful country, pleasant camps, and happy campfires.