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"My grandmother whispering to herself, over and over, "David is in heaven now, David is in heaven now,' my mind repeating Schrodinger's Cat, Schrodinger's Cat."
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"When it comes to the past, everyone writes fiction."
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"I need to remember what they look like. I try to hold them still behind my eyes, their faces, like pictures in an album. But they won't stay still for me, they move, there's a smile and it's gone, their features curl and bend as if the paper's burning, blackness eats them. A glimpse, a pale shimmer on the air; a glow, aurora, dance of electrons, then a face again, faces. But they fade, though I stretch out my arms towards them, they slip away from me, ghosts at daybreak. Back to wherever they are. Stay with me, I want to say. But they won't."
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"I know nothing about her. Just some books, and some stories she tried to tell me, and things I didn't understand, and I remember big red soft hands and that smell. I never knew who she really was. I mean, she must have been nine too, once."
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"By remembering it too often I have blurred the memory itself."
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"Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure."
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"Create memories every day. Enjoy every moment every way."
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"There is nothing like an odor to stir memories."
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Personal Development
"Everything is gone except traces of you inside me - and the years like the wind are sweeping those away ..."
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"The marks we leave are too often scars."
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"Every summer, like the roses, childhood returns."
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"A book is a magic carpet that flies you off elsewhere. A book is a door. You open it. You step through. Do you come back?"
Literature
"I had relationships with men as well as women. I wasn't choosing; I didn't think I had to."
Relationship
"Infatuation. First Love. Lust. My passion can be explained away. But this is sure: Whatever she touches, she reveals."
Love
"Often when she liked a picture she found that she was liking some part of herself, some part of her that was in accord with the picture."
Self
"Your weak point is the open, vulnerable place where you can always be hurt. Love, in all its aspects, opens the self so fully."
Love
"A tough life needs a tough language-and that is what poetry is. That is what literature offers-a language powerful enough to say how it is."
Poetry
"I think we still believe that ambition is for boys."
Ambition
"Passion out of passion's obstacles."
Emotion
"Growing up is difficult. Strangely, even when we have stopped growing physically, we seem to have to keep on growing emotionally, which involves both expansion and shrinkage, as some parts of us develop and others must be allowed to disappear...Rigidity never works; we end up being the wrong size for our world."
Growth
"The future is foretold from the past and the future is only possible because of the past. Without past and future, the present is partial. All time is eternally present and so all time is ours. There is no sense in forgetting and every sense in dreaming. Thus the present is made rich."
Time
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