“It is always through arbitrary combinations that experience enslaves the memory.”

“Real hope combined with real action has always pulled me through difficult times. Real hope combined with doing nothing has never pulled me through.”

“It is...difficult to describe someone, since memories are by their nature fragmented, isolated, and arbitrary as glimpses one has at night through lighted windows.[E]very memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming, habitual fondness, not having meant to keep us waiting long.”

“So many memories roll through me and I realize that this is who we are: memories and shared experiences. This is what ties us all together.”

“The conscious experience of being a subject arises when a single organism learns to enslave itself.”

“Fiction is a great combination between experience and imagination.”