“Have recovered somewhat from massive, delicious, inundating influx of life memories. Man, it is soooooooooo goooooooooood to be ME again.”

“Memory is a house with ten thousand rooms; it is a village slated to be inundated." from "Village 113”

“This is delicious,” she said, when she finally recovered enough to speak. Jack was watching her in a curious manner. “You could have ’em every morning if you want.”

“You have a memory chip that small implanted in you,” he verified.I nodded, guessing this was somewhat worse than having cooties.”

“the intermittent breeze carried her scent to me again and again , singing in another language of memories from another form .”

“There was something practically tangible there, like a ray of sun, warming us through to our souls. You could see it, you could feel it, but you couldn't quite capture it in your hands. That didn't mean it wasn't there though. Oh, it was there and it weighted a thousand delicious pounds. I let that pressure inundate me, let it tether me to him.”