All memory resolves itself in gaze.

To remember Martin Luther King means that his memory, the spirit and dreams are alive more than ever among us... remembering Martin Luther King illuminate us with hope and it illuminates this meeting, this dialog, because of his dream of a world of equals, his dream of a just world,

How strange are the tricks of memory, which, often hazy as a dream about the most important events of a man's life, religiously preserve the merest trifles

Intelligence is the wife, imagination is the mistress, memory is the servant.

Memory is the personal journalism of the soul.

Children do not wave as we drive out.
Like these graves ours may go unmarked.