“Memory is a crazy woman that hoards colored rags and throws away food.”
“A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.”
“A woman's happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love.”
“If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.”
“Memories aren't rags that come clean with enough ringing.”
“Every day stole away more of her presence, leaving in its place faint wisps of memories devoid of color, scent, and sound.”