Unless we have that moment of chaos, followed by the emotional release of realization, nothing will be remembered.

The money is in television. Books are not the dominant medium of our time, so fewer people will create them. In a sad way, books have become a form of "comfort food" we expect to lull us to sleep.

People die', she says. 'People tear down houses. But furniture, fine, beautiful furniture, it just goes on and on, surviving everything.' She says, 'Armoires are the cockroaches of our culture.

Worker bees can leave. Even drones can fly away. The Queen is their slave.

Picture the moment when your mom and dad first saw you as something other than a pretty, tiny version of them. You as them, but improved. Better educated. Innocent. Then picture when you stopped being their dream.

Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it.

Those who can forget the past are way ahead of the rest of us.