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I remember making that vow, the one not to forget. Not to remember what happened, but to remember who I was and how I felt.

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Dreams are composed of many things, my son. Of images and hopes, of fears and memories. Memories of the past, and memories of the future...

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She tasted the day he lost his first job. She tasted the morning he had awakened, still drunk, in his car, in the middle of a cornfield, and, terrifie...more

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Memory is the great deceiver. Perhaps there are some individuals whose memories act like tape recordings, daily records of their lives complete in eve...more

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Different people remember things differently, and you’ll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You sta...more

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What you remembered? Probably. More or less. Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the ...more

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Perhaps it was an afterimage, I decided, or a ghost: something that had stirred in my mind, for a moment, so powerfully that I believed it to be real,...more

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I remembered that, and, remembering that, I remembered everything.

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Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not. You sta...more

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Different people remember things differently, and you'll not get any two people to remember anything the same, whether they were there or not.

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Small children believe themselves to be gods, or some of them do, and they can only be satisfied when the rest of the world goes along with their way ...more

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The path of memory is neither straight or safe, and we travel down it at our risk.