“Each man's destiny is personal only insofar as it may happen to resemble what is already in his memory.”
“Each man follows his own path - his own destiny, if you will. And only he is responsible for the choice.”
“Each man's memory is his own private literature”
“Ordinary people who live their lives peacefully, whose days gently resemble each other, may happen one day to stop and wonder why and what for do they do the things they do and have been doing for so many years?”
“Memory is each man's own last measure, and for some, the only achievement.”
“Creff was visibly agitated by the stranger's appearance at our door. Memory calls to mind the anxious wringing of his hands, resembling two furless pink badgers wrestling for each other's throats...”