If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wished it hadn't?

Memories aren't stored in the heart or the head or even the soul, if you ask me, but in the spaces between any given two people.

That's the life, she said to me, as we watched a puppy chase its own tail. That's what I want to be next.I had laughed. you would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else.I need you, she replied.Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.

Memory is like plaster: peel it back and you just might find a completely different picture.

If you think someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them.

If you think about someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them.

Everyone is a liar. Memories are like a still life painted by ten different student artists.p 398