“Memory is like fiction; or else it’s fiction that’s like memory. This really came home to me once I started writing fiction, that memory seemed a kind of fiction, or vice versa. Either way, no matter how hard you try to put everything neatly into shape, the context wanders this way and that, until finally the context isn’t even there anymore… Warm with life, hopelessly unstable.”
- The Elephant Vanishes, Haruki Murakami (via moontravelers) via http://cynicalgraycrayon.tumblr.com/post/64601071818
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