| |  | | | | | | | | | | | Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries. | | Uncategorized | | | You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing. | | Uncategorized | | | | | | | |
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