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I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Ala...more

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I wondered if there would ever be a day when I didn't think about Alaska, wondered whether I should hope for a time when she would be a distant memory...more

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Losing you're co-remember meant losing the memory itself.

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All I know of heaven and all I know of death is in this park: an elegant universe in ceaseless motion, teeming with ruined ruins and screaming childre...more

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The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant ...more

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People always talk like there's a bright line between imagination and memory, but there isn't, at least not for me. I remember what I've imagined and ...more

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Things belong to the people that use them, not to the people who create them.