“Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance.”

“It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate into the past; should exist only in memories, glimpsed through the fog of events that came after. Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down....”

“Life could be cruel enough these days without the truth making it worse.”

“But history is a faithless teller whose cruel recourse to hindsight makes fools of its actors.”

“She was the sort of person for whom fear was the natural response to that beyond explanation.”

“You must learn to know the difference between tales and the truth, my Liza, she would say. Fairy tales have a habit of ending too soon. They never show what happens afterwards when the prince and princess ride off the page.”

“Odd snatches of memory, more like dreams.”