Quotation by George Gordon Noel Byron

It is singular how soon we lose the impression of what ceases to be constantly before us. A year impairs, a lustre obliterates. There is little distinct left without an effort of memory, then indeed the lights are rekindled for a moment—but who can be sure that the Imagination is not the torch-bearer?
George Gordon Noel Byron (1788–1824), British poet. Detached Thoughts, no. 51 (1821-1822), published in Byron's Letters and Journals, vol. 9, ed. Leslie A. Marchand (1979).
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