“Memory is this, not the target dead on centerbut the hurt unwept.”
“A wound that goes unacknowledged and unwept is a wound that cannot heal.”
“It's a bizarre but wonderful feeling, to arrive dead center of a target you didn't even know you were aiming for.”
“There is no other immortality:in the cold spring, the purple violets open.And yet, the heart is black,there is its violence frankly exposed.Or is it not the heart at the centerbut some other word?”
“One day hurt will also change into memories.”
“The life of the dead is set in the memory of the living.”