Amintiri despre tatăl meu
Recollections on my father

Summary/Abstract: If time passes like a guardian with the sword of light in his arms, keeper of the soul’s treasures, and the dawn of life gazes with long sorrow as the sun sets, the clear and wakeful mind takes the place of eternal sleep; only memory, with its immortal soul, can save the past from the hardships of fleeting moments. For every consciousness is a memory, and if it were to forget its worthy people, time would not become wiser, for it is our great teacher.

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