I remember being told it would happen so fast people would think it took place overnight.

Later I would remember what this pompous little man had told me about the worth of a ticket.

It was a disturbingly familiar face, too, but I couldn't remember where we had met.

`` When I was in college '', I grinned, `` I remember a poem I had to read in my lit class.

I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.

`` Seems to me I don't remember altering any law about that ''.

You probably would not remember, since you never seemed to remember even the same moments as I, much less their intensity, one sunny midday on Fifth Avenue when you had set out with me for some final shopping less than a week before the wedding you staged for me with such reluctance at the Farm.

When I returned to make my report, the Hetman did not remember having sent me on the secret mission.

I remember one day when Mr. Hearst ( and I never knew why he liked me, either ) sent the Hetman a telegram: `` Please find some more reporters like that young man from Denver ''.

I cannot remember Dr. Gregory's reply, if, indeed, he made one.

After they had paid all his debts and the funeral costs, Ralph and Fred had some fourteen thousand dollars, as I remember, with which to pay the bequests.

I remember him pointing out of the window and saying that he wished he could live to see another spring but that he wouldn't.

I have known some men and women who said that the selves they are told about or even remember seem utter strangers to them now ; ;

I would, however, like to suggest that, wrong though I may be, the tendency to see dilemmas rather than solutions is one of which I have been a victim ever since I can remember, and therefore not merely a senile phenomenon.

Apropos of what some would call cynicism, I remember an anecdote the source of which I forget.

All I could remember was Billie Dove pasted over the ceiling of my big brother's room.

Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.

I saw the pony fall like a stone and the young warrior flew over its head, bouncing like a rubber ball.

The rest of the time I devoted to painting or to those other activities a young and healthy man just out of college finds interesting.

I myself was fond of him but what a young woman half his age saw in him was a mystery to me.

But a young American has a bath next to his room and I shall ask him if you might use it this once.

I don't mean a few aesthetes who play about with sensations, like a young prince in a miniature dabbling his hand in a pool.

When I mentioned that for my first long voyage I did not even have the money for the return fare, but had trusted to luck that I would earn a sufficient amount, the young people looked at me doubtingly.

I think that we are here also talking of the kind of fear that a young boy has for a group of boys who are approaching at night along the streets of a large city.

I stood on a table, surrounded by hundreds of expectant young faces.

O my genius, young and ripening, you would swear, -- when I wrote them ; ;

In `` My Song's Young Virgin Date '', for example, Thompson wrote: `` Yea, she that had my song's young virgin date Not now, alas, that noble singular she, I nobler hold, though marred from her once state, Than others in their best integrity.

The young people were self-energizing, and I was energized.

This was taken after I came to live in Springfield, and it was made under the guidance of the Reverend Raymond Beardslee, a young preacher who came to the Congregational Church there at about the same time that I moved from New York.

If it proclaims that the best is yet to be, it always arouses, at least in the young, either a suspicious question or perhaps the exclamation of the Negro youth who saw on a tombstone the inscription, `` I am not dead but sleeping ''.

To those of my readers who find many of my opinions morally, or politically, or sociologically antiquated ( and I have reason to know that there are some such ), I would like to say what I have already hinted, namely, that some of my opinions may indeed be subject to some discount on the simple ground that I am no longer young and therefore incapable of being youthful of mind.

I keep thinking of a young woman I knew during the Occupation in Austria.

I understand how you feel about the child.

His heart was pounding like a mighty dynamo and he was trying to think, his mind seeming to scream at him like a hurt or frightened child, `` How will I do it??

The persistent horror of having a malformed child has, I believe, been reduced, not because we have gained any control over this misfortune, but precisely because we have learned that we have so little control over it.

A dominant motive is the poet's longing for his homeland and its boyhood associations: `` Not men-folk, but the fields where I would stray, The stones where as a child I used to play ''.

Just as in the case of every prodigy child, we must watch for the efficacy of my teaching to show up in the future -- if he should master all the strenuous exercises I inflicted on him.

I mean something more like Freud's concept of the utility of `` play '' to a small child: he plays `` house '' or `` doctor '' or `` fireman '' as a way of mastering slightly frightening experiences, reliving them imaginatively until they are under control.

Sighting a line from the bridge to a small field directly to the side, I pitched the tent that evening on the stateless `` line '', digging a small trench around it as best I could with a toy spade donated by a neighborhood child.

So far as I am concerned, the child is unmistakably father to the man, despite the obvious fact that child and father differ greatly -- sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse.

As the mother of an autistic child who is lacking in interest and enthusiasm about almost anything, I have to manipulate my son's fingers for him when he first plays with a new toy.

`` Didn't occur to me my child would be kidnaped when I had it listed '', Andrus muttered.

A somewhat less fragmented hebephrenic patient of mine, who used to often seclude herself in her room, often sounded through the closed door -- as I would find on passing by, between our sessions -- for all the world like two persons, a scolding mother and a defensive child.

In I knew you when you were a child, and you were pretty then dominant stress on then implies that the young woman spoken to is still pretty.

I believe we all want no child denied admission to a school on account of his color.

Ever since I was a child, I have always had a yen to try my hand at writing.

Or perhaps she hears words or sounds: `` There's such a noise of loud machinery '', or `` I hear a child crying '', or `` He says we're all here and glad to see you ''.

When a fisherman brought her up in his arms, still, small, as if she were a child asleep, I began to shudder with a terrible excitement, almost triumphant, that I still cannot account for.

But then I looked at Shirley and thought that I might as well -- the child needed her sleep, and Heaven knew what kind of a mess it would be, with Wally coming home drunk.

I had never liked snakes much, I still had that kind of quick panic that I'd had as a child whenever I saw one, but this snake was clean and bright and very beautiful.