Every year, the memories I have of my father become more faint, unclear, and distant. once they were vivid and true, then they became like photographs, and now they are more like photographs of photographs.
Nicole KraussThe oldest emotion in the world may be that of being moved; but to describe it-just to name it-must have been like trying to catch something invisible.
Nicole KraussI'm the opposite of someone like David Grossman, who knows how his characters walk, and how they smell. I don't allow myself to imagine what mine look like at all. My sense of them comes from the inside. They remain, by necessity, physically vague in my mind.
Nicole Krauss