I wish I could leave you certain of the images in my mind, because they are so beautiful that I hate to think they will be extinguished when I am. Well, but again, this life has its own mortal loveliness. And memory is not strictly mortal in its nature, either. It is a strange thing, after all, to be able to return to a moment, when it can hardly be said to have any reality at all, even in its passing. A moment is such a slight thing. I mean, that its abiding is a most gracious reprieve.
In this reflection, the speaker expresses a longing to preserve the vivid and beautiful memories in their mind, fearing they will fade with their existence. They acknowledge the fleeting nature of life while also recognizing that memories possess a unique quality that transcends mortality. This duality of beauty and impermanence creates a poignant sense of loss and appreciation for the moments that shape our lives.
The contemplation of memories as a...
