Henry David ThoreauOur moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.
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I believe that our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them. This quote is deep to me, because I do believe that our moments of inspiration are not lost but they are left in our minds and hearts. I don't think they should be forgotten because they are very important to us.
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