he felt the pangs of reminiscences he didnt invite , memories of his family , the intrigue and bustle of those who knew him intimately , never forgot his vices , and stubbornly kept their impressions of the boy unchanged in their minds even when he became a man ; his thoughts drifted to recollections of his world , lingering over good and bad memories alike , fond thoughts of people who had passed on even in his childhood , and of friends and by-gone days of boyhood , wanderings over the wild moors of noritek , and games adventuring in the glades by the ancient ruins of a primitives dwelling .