The very act of storytelling, of arranging memory and invention according to the structure of narrative is, by definition, holy.
James Carroll
I was thinking that the author of the text no longer remembers what was reality and what was dream. What was lived and what written. If I write what I have lived I too will think it is just a story. I will forget where the story came from.
Kristjana Gunnars
A first-person novel with anything to mourn on its mind will be a feast of reflection on what makes that backward look so error-prone: the fallibility of memory, the impenetrability of the human heart, the obscuring distance between past and present.
Susan Sontag
And when is there time to remember, to sift, to weigh, to estimate, to total?
Tillie Olsen