Lesson for the Day
La mémoire est un drôle de brouillard.
Memory is a strange kind of fog. --Valère Staraselski
Something best emplified by southern writers like Tennessee Williams and William Faulker. My dad recently reminded me that Faulkner was a postal worker in his early days. He got some of his best material sitting behind the mailboxes and eavsdropping on the chit chat of the locals when there were lulls. So, even foggier than ours, are the memories of others.Memory is a strange kind of fog. --Valère Staraselski
Labels: great conversations, time, writing
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