God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning.

A safe but sometimes chilly way of recalling the past is to force open a crammed drawer. If you are searching for anything in particular you don't find it, but something falls out at the back that is often more interesting.

A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever.

The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes, but in liking what one does.