To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower Hold infinity in the palms of your hand and eternity in an hour (William Blake)
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
memories
Obviously the facts are never just coming at you but are incorporated by an imagination that is formed by your previous experience. Memories of the past are not memories of facts but memories of your imaginings of the facts. -- Philip Roth --
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