“If dreams are like movies, the memories are films about ghosts.”
“The memory fades, and I’m left hanging on to the ghosts of hiswords.”
“When the sleep appears like a ghost, all the reality disappears!”
“A sense of security, of well-being, of summer warmth pervades my memory. That robust reality makes a ghost of the present. The mirror brims with brightness; a bumblebee has entered the room and bumps against the ceiling. Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.”
“Then the trees closed in around her, black as pitch and full of ghosts and memories.”