As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also be a hell from which we cannot escape.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Hell is of this world and there are men who are unhappy escapees from hell, escapees destined ETERNALLY to reenact their escape.
We must prefer real hell to an imaginary paradise.
Ah, to think how thin the veil that lies Between the pain of hell and Paradise.
An intelligent hell would be better than a stupid paradise.
Through using our memory to its fullest we can unlock the vast reservoir of human potential that isn't currently being used.
Memory is a fiction we tell ourselves: just a piece of the truth.
The mind is its own place and in itself, can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Memories have huge staying power, but like dreams, they thrive in the dark, surviving for decades in the deep waters of our minds like shipwrecks on the sea bed.
Recollection is the only paradise from which we cannot be turned out.
I should have no use for a paradise in which I should be deprived of the right to prefer hell.