"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."
"Strange: how when a light is extinguished, it's immediately as if it has never been. Darkness fills in again, complete."
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Source: Joyce Carol Oates (2001). “We Were the Mulvaneys”, p.176, Penguin
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