Eaten Bread Is Forgotten.

The Noblest Revenge Is To Forgive

He That Has One Eye Is A Prince Among Those That Have None.

If It Were Not For Hopes, The Heart Would Break.

One That Would Have The Fruit Must Climb The Tree.

Memory Depends Very Much On The Perspicuity, Regularity, And Order Of Our Thoughts. Many Complain Of The Want Of Memory, When The Defect Is In The Judgment; And Others, By Grasping At All, Retain Nothing.