"Memory blurs, that's the point. If memory didn't blur you wouldn't have the fool's courage to do things again, again, again, that tear you apart."
"I had forgotten that time wasn't fixed like concrete but in fact was fluid as sand, or water. I had forgotten that even misery can end."
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Source: Joyce Carol Oates (2009). “I Am No One You Know: And Other Stories”, p.45, Zondervan
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