Excerpt from Later Love Letters of a MusicianAnd then, as a nun to the cloister, comes the Angel of Memory. Her light feet make no sound and upon her grey wings lies the Dew of Forgetfulness. For it is she who is the guardian of the soul.Give her but a little time and she will sift out all the pleasure from thy pain, all the sweetness from thy sorrow, and all the love from thy life. Heart-aches are forgotten, tears lose their bitterness, and like a leaf of lavender in a store Of linen, so does Memory make life sweet.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.