#recollection

My first recollection is that of a bugle call. ↗

— Douglas MacArthur

#call #first #recollection

I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#love #memory #recollection #remembrance #love

Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders. ↗

— William Faulkner

#memory #recollection #belief

My recollection is - and I'd have to confirm this - but I don't recall paying any money to go to law school. ↗

— Joe Biden

#confirm #go #i #law #law school

I've been writing an ongoing letter to my children since they were born, full of recollections of their childhoods. I've filled two journals. It's a great thing to do as a mother - you forget a lot as you go along, but reading over what you've written brings all the memories back. ↗

— Tory Burch

#back #been #born #brings #childhoods

The harvest of old age is the recollection and abundance of blessing previously secured. ↗

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

#age #blessing #harvest #old #old age

We are made wise not by the recollection of our past, but by the responsibility for our future. ↗

— George Bernard Shaw

#future #made #our #past #recollection

In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future. ↗

— Stendhal

#better #future #had #hope #lost

The bare recollection of anger kindles anger. ↗

— Publilius Syrus

#bare #kindles #recollection

...and yet, though desirous to be gone, she could not quit the mansion-house, or look an adieu to the cottage, with its black, dripping and comfortless veranda, or even notice through the misty glasses the last humble tenements of the village, without a saddened heart. Scenes had passed in Uppercross which made it precious. It stood the record of many sensations of pain, once severe, but now softened; and of some instances of relenting feeling, some breathings of friendship and reconciliation, which could never be looked for again, and which could never cease to be dear. She left it all behind her, all but the recollection that such things had been. ↗

— Jane Austen

#feelings #going-away #memories #parting #recollections