“I don’t know where to start,” one [writing student] will wail. Start with your childhood, I tell them. Plug your nose and jump in, and write down all your memories as truthfully as you can. Flannery O’ Connor said that anyone who has survived childhood has enough material to write for the rest of his or her life. Maybe your childhood was grim and horrible, but grim and horrible is Okay if it is well done. Don’t worry about doing it well yet, though. Just get it down.”

“How wonderful it is those people that we meet by chance and invite us to live again.The memory of them will keep hope alive forever.”

“Never annoy an inspirational author or you will become the poison in her pen and the villian in every one of her books.”

“In visions of the night, like dropping rain, Descend the many memories of pain”

“No one can erase or steal those sweetest memories of love.”

“In our lives, the true assets are not money but memories. Always remember to touch every one you meet with appropriate love, kindness, and compassion. Let go of the past and forgive the past with true love. Incorporate the wisdom that you learn into your future.”

“You know how sometimes you remember a place you once loved, a movie you’ve enjoyed, only to be disappointed when you return to that place or see that movie for a second time? Well, it wasn’t disappointing. She sounds exactly as I remember her—and there is still something so warm and caring about her that it is difficult to hate her for how she abandoned us.”

“Try to remember some details. For the worldis filled with people who were torn from their sleepwith no one to mend the tear,and unlike wild beasts they liveeach in his lonely hiding place and they dietogether on battlefieldsand in hospitals.And the earth will swallow all of them,good and evil together, like the followers of Korah,all of them in their rebellion against death,their mouths open till the last moment,praising and cursing in a singlehowl. Try, tryto remember some details.”

“Maybe heaven entailed more than a soul residing in a single place, but instead having pieces of yourself spread among the hearts and memories of people you’ve touched.”

“He was the most ordinary man in all the world, and yet in her memory he’d become luminous, like the prince in a fairy tale.”

“…what happens when you returnand find nothingbut a hollowed shell,shingles and floor,walls and echoesand the light that lead you herehas now burned outand the ones who built ithave traveled afarand you cant go to them,no matter what shoes you wear.”

“Not all who fall in the ocean of love get lost; some create mountains of memories that last forever.”

“It frightens me that I can’t do anything sensible about it.””Are you scared that you’ll wind up with a boring job where you have to see the same people every day and drink instant coffee?””I’m more scared that I’ll forget the feeling I have now.””Kind of like how you forgot how it feels to be three years old.””That surely I’ll wind up thinking I was so young, I didn’t really understand everything. It bothers me that I know I will be wrong.”

“Yesterday resides in our memories, and tomorrow dwells in our imaginations.”

“And, even yet, I dare not let it languish,Dare not indulge in memory’s rapturous pain;Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish,How could I seek the empty world again?”