“What use are memories when memories can do little more than fade?”
“Our marriage lasted a few months. Once you left, what remained faded faster than the ink on the license. And what's left..well, it could blow away in one tiny puff of wind.""Well,then." he spoke with an air of certainty. "I'll try not to exhale.""Don't bother. I stopped holding my breath years before.”
“The palest ink will endure beyond the memories of man”
“Despite the post-it note with her phone number on it, shes already little more than a fading memory. They all are.”
“Memory fades, memory adjusts, memory conforms to what we think we remember.”