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"Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us."
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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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"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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"Well, in the first place girls never marry the men they flirt with. Girls don't think it right."
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"She lives in the poetry she cannot write."
Art
"The mutilation of the savage has its tragic survival in the self-denial that mars our lives."
Life
"The costume of the nineteenth century is detestable. It is so sombre, so depressing. Sin is the only real colour-element left in modern life."
Society
"It is what you read when you don't have to that determines what you will be when you can't help it."
Help
"The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it's dead for you."
Work
"What a silly thing love is!' said the student as he walked away. 'It is not half as useful as logic, for it does not prove anything, and it is always telling one of things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true. In fact, it is quite unpractical, and, as in this age to be practical is everything, I shall go back to philosophy and study metaphysics.' So he returned to his room and pulled out a great dusty book, and began to read."
Philosophy
"I can stand brute force, but brute reason is quite unbearable. There is something unfair about its use. It is hitting below the intellect."
Force
"The ages live in history through their anachronisms."
Society
"The nineteenth century dislike of realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass. The nineteenth century dislike of romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass."
Art
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