Memory is essential to who we are, and memories can be both implicit and explicit - unconscious and conscious.

A book is a collaboration between the one who reads and what is read and, at its best, that coming together is a love story like any other.

Every painting is always two paintings: The one you see, and the one you remember.

Memory offers up its gifts only when jogged by something in the present. It isn't a storehouse of fixed images and words, but a dynamic associative network in the brain that is never quiet and is subject to revision each time we retrieve an old picture or old words.

Men generally do not see women as competition.

There's a phenomenology of being sick, one that depends on temperament, personal history, and the culture which we live in.

All human states are organic brain states - happiness, sadness, fear, lust, dreaming, doing math problems and writing novels - and our brains are not static.