Every man has reminiscences
which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends.
However often he told himself that he was in no wise to blame in it, that recollection, like other humiliating reminiscences
of a similar kind, made him twinge and blush.
She met Prince Vasili with that playful manner often employed by lively chatty people, and consisting in the assumption that between the person they so address and themselves there are some semi-private, long-established jokes and amusing reminiscences
, though no such reminiscences
really exist- just as none existed in this case.
Captain Jim's visit to his old friend had revived many recollections and he was now in the full tide of reminiscences
But it is to be doubted whether any one liked reading them so much as he liked writing them--say, some time in the years 1893 and 1894, in a New York flat, where he could look from his lofty windows over two miles and a half of woodland in Central Park, and halloo his fancy wherever he chose in that faery realm of books which he re-entered in reminiscences
perhaps too fond at times, and perhaps always too eager for the reader's following.
He was going on with some wild reminiscences
about his tomahawk-pipe, which, it seemed, had in its two uses both brained his foes and soothed his soul, when we were directly attracted to the sleeping rigger.
But, long afterwards, when she has been more years a widow than a wife, that smile recurs, and flickers across all her reminiscences
of Wakefield's visage.
Always in my reminiscences
I find something which is inexplicable, yet strongly attractive-so much so that for hours together I remain insensible to my surroundings, oblivious of reality.
Cotton Mather had several conversations with me, and derived great benefit from my historical reminiscences
There were, no doubt, mingled with these reflections, the keenest reminiscences
of home and distant friends.
And when such as had come in contact with Strickland in the past, writers who had known him in London, painters who had met him in the cafes of Montmartre, discovered to their amazement that where they had seen but an unsuccessful artist, like another, authentic genius had rubbed shoulders with them there began to appear in the magazines of France and America a succession of articles, the reminiscences
of one, the appreciation of another, which added to Strickland's notoriety, and fed without satisfying the curiosity of the public.
He can only produce out of their armoury the sophism, 'that you can neither enquire into what you know nor into what you do not know;' to which Socrates replies by his theory of reminiscence