They differ by the fact that the images that constitute memories, unlike those that constitute imagination, are accompanied by a feeling of belief which may be expressed in the words "this happened." The mere occurrence of images, without this feeling of belief, constitutes imagination; it is the element of belief that is the distinctive thing in memory.*
In what I call bare assent, there is no time-element in the feeling of belief, though there may be in the content of what is believed.
These thoughts about Arthur, like all thoughts that are charged with strong feeling, were continually recurring, and they always called up the image of the Grove--of that spot under the overarching boughs where he had caught sight of the two bending figures, and had been possessed by sudden rage.
Irwine does, that if they could be persuaded to overcome the feeling that drives them away, it would be much better for them in the end to remain on the old spot, among the friends and neighbours who know them?"
Let not my Reader however suppose that "
feeling" is with us the tedious process that it would be with you, or that we find it necessary to feel right round all the sides of every individual before we determine the class to which he belongs.
It is your happiness I wish for," she added,
feeling that she was telling an untruth and was becoming entangled.
"Who that knows what his misfortunes have been, can help
feeling an interest in him?"
"What is so exquisite," he thought, as he returned from the Shtcherbatskys', carrying away with him, as he always did, a delicious
feeling of purity and freshness, arising partly from the fact that he had not been smoking for a whole evening, and with it a new
feeling of tenderness at her love for him--"what is so exquisite is that not a word has been said by me or by her, but we understand each other so well in this unseen language of looks and tones, that this evening more clearly than ever she told me she loves me.
Poor Dorothea was
feeling a great wave of her own sorrow returning over her-- her thought being drawn to the possible share that Will Ladislaw might have in Rosamond's mental tumult.
That was the first thing that struck him, an abject, miserable fool, and he repeated it to himself a dozen times in a rush of angry
feeling. He despised himself.
After a while, however, less grasping
feelings prevailed.
Upon the whole, she was equally contented with her view of his
feelings.
