What are any of our lives but the shapes we force them into. Memory doesn’t come to us of its own; we go after it, pull it into sunlight and make of it what we need, what we’re driven towards, what we imagine, changing the world again and again with each new quarry, each descent, each morning.

What are any of our lives but the shapes we force them into. Memory doesn’t come to us of its own; we go after it, pull it into sunlight and make of it what we need, what we’re driven towards, what we imagine, changing the world again and again with each new quarry, each descent, each morning.

– James Sallis –

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