A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor.

Quote by Alexander Smith

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A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

Trees are your best antiques

Trees are your best antiques

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep...

We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep...

I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.

I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory.

A man doesn't plant a tree for himself. He plants it for posterity.

A man doesn't plant a tree for himself. He plants it for posterity.

The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not...

The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not...

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.

To sit for one's portrait is like being present at one's own creation.

I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.

I go into my library and all history unrolls before me.

We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.

We are never happy; we can only remember that we were so once.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.

To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for.

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal liking.

Every man's road in life is marked by the graves of his personal liking.

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing...

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well.

The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and...

The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and...

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as...

The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as...

Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.

Trifles make up the happiness or the misery of human life.

How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.

How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.

If you do your fair day's work, you are certain to get your fair day's...

If you do your fair day's work, you are certain to get your fair day's...