From The Envoy from Mirror City: An Autobiography, by Janet Frame
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"So what have I seen in memory? Memory is not history. The passing of time does not flow like a ribbon held in the hand while the dancer remains momentarily still. Memory becomes scenes only until the past is not even yesterday, it is a series of retained moments released at random."
From 7, Calle Ignacio Riquer
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