"The light of memory,
or rather the light that memory lends to things,
is the palest light of all. . . .
I am not quite sure whether I am dreaming or remembering,
whether I have lived my life or dreamed it.
Just as dreams do,
memory makes me profoundly aware of the unreality,
the evanescence of the world,
a fleeting image in the moving water."
Eugène Ionesco, Present Past—Past Present
Eugène Ionesco, Present Past—Past Present
1 comment:
Oh, I can see I have a lot of catching up to do with reading your blog - so interesting. This is a wonderfully thoughtful quote...and a lovely photo. Menehune
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