Memory changes as a person matures.

Dreaming is another form of thinking, more concrete, more economical, more visual, and often more emotional than the thoughts of the day, but a thinking through of the day, nevertheless.

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.

Time is not outside us, but inside. Only we live with past, present, and future, and the present is too brief to experience anyway; it is retained afterward and then it is either codified or it slips into amnesia.

Memory changes as a person matures.

Correlation is not cause, it is just a 'music of chance'.

I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor.