There is a vast difference between games and play. Play is played for fun, but games are deadly serious and you do not play them to enjoy yourself.

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Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

In Mozart and Salieri we see the contrast between the genius which does what it...

In Mozart and Salieri we see the contrast between the genius which does what it...

Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous...

Memory in youth is active and easily impressible; in old age it is comparatively callous...

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

There is nothing like an odor to stir memories.

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

She glances at the photo, and the pilot light of memory flickers in her eyes.

Memory: a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it...

Memory: a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it...

We are a people who do not want to keep much of the past in...

We are a people who do not want to keep much of the past in...

For me, photographs take their power from memory and emotion. A picture tells its own...

For me, photographs take their power from memory and emotion. A picture tells its own...

A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one...

A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one...

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also...

As memory may be a paradise from which we cannot be driven, it may also...

The heart that truly loves never forgets.

The heart that truly loves never forgets.

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...

The true art of memory is the art of attention.

The true art of memory is the art of attention.

I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are...

I've never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are...

You're an old-timer if you can remember when setting the world on fire was a...

You're an old-timer if you can remember when setting the world on fire was a...

Their memory's like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away...

Their memory's like a train: you can see it getting smaller as it pulls away...

What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and...

What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and...

The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend...

The past is what you remember, imagine you remember, convince yourself you remember, or pretend...