You are young, and your bitter recollections have time to change themselves into sweet remembrances."
Sow good services: sweet remembrances will grow from them.anne louise germaine de staël
No traces left of all the busy scene, But that remembrances says: The things have been.
Even so it was with me, when I was young: If we are nature’s, these are ours; this thorn Doth to our rose of youth rightly belong: Our blood to us, this to our blood is born; It is the show and seal of nature’s truth, Where love’s strong passion is impress’d in youth: By our remembrances of days foregone, Such were our faults; or then we thought them none. Her eye is sick on’t: I observe her now.