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"All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look."
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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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"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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"Gone are the summer daysand my mind along with them.No longer will I indulgein hopes of getting you back.It is hope that makes these chains heavierand autumnal nights longer.I will merely serve as a memory to you:the lover that recited love poems.I must go nowand I urge you not to look back."
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"Strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day..."
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"All imperfection is easier to tolerate if served up in small doses."
Imperfection
"Every beginning is only a sequel, after all, and the book of events is always open halfway through."
Beginning
"Somewhere out there the world must have an end."
Existence
"After every war someone has to tidy up."
War
"I slide my arm from under the sleeper's head and it is numb, full of swarming pins, on the tip of each, waiting to be counted, the fallen angels sit."
Introspection
"Life lasts but a few scratches of the claw in the sand."
Life
"Is a decision made in advance really any kind of choice."
Decision-Making
"All is mine but nothing owned, nothing owned for memory, and mine only while I look."
Memory
"Though I may deny poets their monopoly on inspiration, I still place them in a select group of Fortune's darlings."
Inspirational
"Take it not amiss, O speech, that I borrow weighty words, and later try hard to make them seem light."
Communication
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