| |  | | | | | | | | | | | Like the wind crying endlessly through the universe, Time carries away the names and the deeds of conquerors and commoners alike. And all that we are, all that remains, is in the memories of those who cared we came this way for a brief moment. | | Harlan Ellison | | | Our memories are the only paradise from which we can never be expelled. | | Jean Paul Richter | | | We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to. | | Oscar Wilde | | | | | Quotes: 1 - 3 of 3 | Pages: 1 | | | |
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