We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done.
The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.
Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.
The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark
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