There is no man, however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived in a way the consciousness of which is so unpleasant to him in later life that he would gladly, if he could, expunge it from his memory.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.
A man could spend the rest of his life trying to remember what he shouldn't have said.
In my father's later years he asked several times that I remember him the way I knew him. He said that after his death, people would talk. They would say 'things' about him and he wouldn't be there to defend himself.
Man is the only creature we know, that, when the term of his natural life is ended, leaves the memory of himself behind him.
He that knows himself, knows others; and he that is ignorant of himself, could not write a very profound lecture on other men's heads.
Man is the only creature whose emotions are entangled with his memory.
Words were not given to man in order to conceal his thoughts.
A man who goes forth to take the life of another whom he does not know must believe one thing only - that by his act he will change the course of history.
A man who becomes conscious of the responsibility he bears toward a human being who affectionately waits for him, or to an unfinished work, will never be able to throw away his life. He knows the 'why' for his existence, and will be able to bear almost any 'how.'
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.