She was a young person whose reveries never were in retrospect. For her past was no treasury of distinct memories, all hoarded and classified, some b… - Max Beerbohm

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She was a young person whose reveries never were in retrospect. For her past was no treasury of distinct memories, all hoarded and classified, some brighter than others and more highly valued. All memories were for her but as the motes in one fused radiance that followed her and made more luminous the pathway of her future.