I learned that I never really know the true story of my guests' lives, that I have to content myself with knowing that when I'm interviewing somebody, I'm getting a combination of fact and truth and self-mythology and self-delusion and selective memo...
It is in providing outward display for things and pathways as they exist within the horizons of landscape that places enable memories to become inwardly inscribed and possessed: made one with the memorial self. The visibility without becomes part of ...
The first thing you need to know if you are a survivor is that parts of you have probably been trained to create a variety of symptoms and behaviours. Abusers actually train child parts to cut the body, to make other parts cut, to attempt suicide, to...
To show how memory changes to fit our story, psychologists study how memories evolve over time: if your memories of the same people change, becoming positive or negative spending on what is happening in your life now, then it’s all about you, not t...
...so you have found me and would know the tale. When a poet speaks of truth to another poet, waht hope has truth? Let me ask this, then. DOes one find memory in invention? Or will you find invention in memory? Wich bows in servitude befor the other?...
Lola writes in her notebook: Leaf-fleas are even worse. Someone said, They don't bite people, because people don't have leaves. Lola writes, When the sun is beating down, they bite everything, even the wind. And we all have leaves. Leaves fall off wh...
...even a poisoned, desolate childhood can be missed.
Childhood itself is scarcely more lovely than a cheerful, kindly, sunshiny old age.
A graceful and honorable old age is the childhood of immortality.
I alone, as the sharer of their way of life, presented a replica of childhood.
I have a lot of anger about my childhood - being hard of hearing and my relationship with my father.
Childhood is a slum and they love it.
Candy is childhood, the best and bright moments you wish could have lasted forever.
My actual childhood, as opposed to my adolescence, was not spent in London.
Growing up on a mountain in Tennessee, I spent most of my childhood outside.
The only hero known to my childhood was Henry Clay.
There's something about girls and unicorns that's deep and meaningful. Something about childhood.
You either keep your childhood innocence or you rot!
Why are you perpetuating a childhood you grew up despising? Pg 57
You know, my childhood was pretty colorful; I like to use the word 'turbulent.'
My family is Catholic. I went to a Catholic school, that kind of thing, so that was my childhood for sure.
