“Identity is memory; when memory disappears, the self dissolves and love with it.”
“A person's memory is everything, really. Memory is identity. It's you.”
“If memory is the thread of personal identity, history is the thread of community identity.”
“Sifting daylight dissolves the memory, turns it into dust motes floating in light.”
“Moments fly, memories remain; and then memories fly, only memoirs remain and finally memoirs disappear, nothing remains!”
“I need your kisses to make the memories disappear.”