Tag: memory

Quote for the Day: January 18th, 2022

On My Own by Diane Rehm

I don’t believe in closure. What does it really mean? Does it mean the closing of a door, the locking up of memories, the refusal to allow a flow of consciousness that may involve some measure of grief?

Diane Rehm, On My Own

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Quote for the Day: November 21st, 2021

Sound of Metal (2019); directed by Darius Marder

…so disconcerting the things that your memory holds onto without you knowing.

Sound of Metal (2019); directed by Darius Marder

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Quote for the Day: November 20th, 2021

The Joy Luck Club: A Novel by Amy Tan

But she never looked back with regret. There were so many ways for things to get better.

Amy Tan, The Joy Luck Club: A Novel

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Poem for the Day: November 19th, 2021

Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost 

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Public domain. “Nothing Gold Can Stay” was originally published in October 1923 in The Yale Review. It was also included in Frost’s collection New Hampshire, which was published that same year by Henry Holt and for which Robert Frost won the 1924 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.

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