Memory works in different ways for everybody. Different capacities, different directions, too. Sometimes memory helps you think, sometimes it impedes. Doesn’t mean it’s good or bad. Probably means it’s no big deal.

“Everybody thinks I'm this delicate little girl. But you can't tell a book by it…”

“In un mondo dove tutto si danneggia, il cuore si consuma, e il tempo scorre sen…”

“Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that …”

“The very thought of such people’s intolerant worldview, their inflated sense of…”