lunes, 30 de junio de 2014

Blue Nights by Joan Didion Fragment on memories

Joan Didion with her daughter Quintana Roo

"You have your wonderful memories", people said later, as if memories were solace. Memories are not. Memories are by definition of times past, things gone . Memories are the Westlake uniforms in the closet, the faded and cracked photographs, the invitations to the weddings of the people who are no longer married, the mass cards from the funerals of the people whose faces you no longer remember. Memories are what you no longer want to remember.

-Joan Didion

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