People who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.

People who lead a lonely existence always have something on their minds that they are eager to talk about.

Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.

If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.

If you close your eyes, you could just as well imagine me to be vintage Ali MacGraw, circa 1968.

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am read more

Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.

If I could remember your name, I'd ask you where I left my keys.

If I could remember your name, I'd ask you where I left my keys.

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the read more

The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust.

By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.

By the street of by-and-by, one arrives at the house of never.

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink, this many and many a year.

I have been in love, and in debt, and in drink, this many and many a year.

There are. intangible realities which float near us, formless and without words; realities which no one has thought out, and read more

There are. intangible realities which float near us, formless and without words; realities which no one has thought out, and which are excluded for lack of interpreters.