“I have a photographic memory. Especially for nudes.”
“Every year, the memories I have of my father become more faint, unclear, and distant. once they were vivid and true, then they became like photographs, and now they are more like photographs of photographs.”
“Everyone has a photographic Memory, some just don't have film.”
“I was looking at the photographs and I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories.”
“As I was walking up the stairs to dad's old room, and I was looking at the photographs, I started thinking that there was a time when these weren't memories. That someone actually took the photograph, and the people in the photograph had just eaten lunch or something.”
“Memories have no life. They're just pale reminders of a time that's gone-like faded photographs.”