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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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Personal Development
"By remembering it too often I have blurred the memory itself."
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Personal Development
"Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure."
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Personal Development
"Create memories every day. Enjoy every moment every way."
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Personal Development
"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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Personal Development
"The marks we leave are too often scars."
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Personal Development
"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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"Long afterward, many would remember those two days in the first week of October with vividness and anguish."
Memory
"The president of General Motors was in a foul humor."
Humor
"There I was, an 18-year-old mimic rooming with a blind whistler."
Life
"When I began writing that I was able and did travel and met some fascinating people and also uncovered some history, which has not been discovered before."
Travel
"I don't think I really invented anybody. I have drawn on real life."
Life
"I set myself 600 words a day as a minimum output, regardless of the weather, my state of mind or if I'm sick or well. There must be 600 finished words-not almost right words."
Writing
"I loved education, and, yes, I did want to go on learning."
Education
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